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Ilya moved from his country with the intention to leave all his secrets behind. In Canada, he meets Shane, starting to get more attached to him every day. Having to stay away from him for the holidays makes him realize how much their casual relationship means to him, and that scares him, making him turn his feelings into a secret. Or, Ilya needs to get drunk in a New Year's Eve party to finally be honest with Shane and leave this secret behind with all the others.
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Pain Has a Memory by orphan_account
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
After a sudden, crippling migraine causes Shane to collapse at home, Ilya returns to find him unconscious and surrounded by scattered pills, spurred by Anya’s urgent warnings. The scene plunges Ilya into old fears as paramedics rush Shane to the hospital. With Yuna and David at their side, Shane slowly regains consciousness to help the family weave comfort, reassurance, and unspoken love through the quiet moments between fear and recovery.
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light reflects the chain on your neck by silverstreaks
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
“But yeah,” Shane continues, “tell him I’m not mad. Well, not about the accident, at least. I’m mad about him for ruining our plans last night.” He smiles sheepishly. “Sorry I didn’t text.” I’m sorry I didn’t text last night, by the way. I was looking forward to our plans last night. I’m mostly mad at Marlow for fucking that up. I was gonna ask you— “Ilya? You good?” Shane pulls back the hand Ilya was holding to poke him on the chest. (He seems to be under the impression that the last game he played was against the Boston Bears.) -- Ilya goes through seeing Shane unconscious on the ice again, and people try to convince him that they are going to be okay.
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“I don’t need to see a doctor. I am fine. You’re worrying for nothing. Let’s just go to sleep.” Go to sleep? Shane huffs, Ilya thought it was fine. It didn’t matter if he was in pain or danger? They should just move on? As if. “It’s not nothing. I’m worried about your health. Which you don’t seem to care about! Tell me one reason that I shouldn’t be worried!” “Because I didn’t take them.” “What?” “I threw the bottles away when you left. Happy?” Or, Ilya doesn’t keep pills in his house and Shane finds out why.
- Part 2 of ⟡ sad Ilya ⟡
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Looking back at it now, how he longed for his own bed, he thought maybe his mother wasn’t lazy at all, but maybe her own mind and heart were just simply too heavy for her to lift. He hoped that practice would help his mood lift, and his medication would kick in. He’d be back to being himself. The rink was cold when Shane and he entered, hand in hand, and the loud chatter of his team immediately made a headache bloom behind his eyes. Ilya is having a bad depression day, but at the end of it all Shane is right there to help him.
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memories of the skin by loverboysteve
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
"How did you get?" Ilya says, keeping his voice low. The dead weight of Shane's head means he's probably close to drifting off. He moves his hand from between Shane's shoulder blades to trace the raised scar tissue on his shoulder. Shane pulls back from his absentminded nuzzling. He frowns in confusion at the question, scrunching up his nose and those freckles that Ilya adores. "Wha-? Oh, that," says Shane, eyes catching on the scar on his shoulder. "Hockey, of course." — set after episode 6 at the cottage, where a discussion of scars takes place. shane finds out that some scars are worse than others.
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Once More to See You by fuckboy_genius
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
Ilya has a nightmare.
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When Ilya shows up to David and Yuna's to watch Shane's game, Yuna notices something is up with him. Finally Ilya reveals that it's Mother's Day. A short story about Ilya who misses his mom, and Shane who is there for him. Set somewhere during The Long Game.
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David wasn’t kidding when he said that with Ilya in his life now, he was blessed with another son, and he was going through with that promise with a father-son trip. Which is how they find themselves in the place that had originally drafted Ilya: Boston, MA. Or, David Hollander takes Ilya on a good ol' American vacation like he deserves.
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“I cannot believe you waited two hours to pay my bail just so you could pick me up and yell at me.” “Am I yelling?” “Not yet.” “Shut up.” Innocently, Ilya holds his hands up. “Put your seatbelt on, please.” Such a sweetheart. Ilya does it. He’s not in much of a position to be saying no to Shane, and probably won’t be for the rest of their lives. Hey, remember that time I had to bail you out of jail? Yes, Shane. or: Ilya’s speeding, for once, has consequences, and there’s only one person he can call for help.
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5 times Ilya has a nightmare, and 1 time he wakes up Shane (on purpose)
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Show me how I can Get this calloused hand In that velvet glove - Learning how to love - Rumer --- Love comes with condition, or so Ilya Rozanov thought. Until he met the Hollanders.
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i don't want that to be you by Rozalov
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-29
it's FLU SEASON BABYYYYYY or, ilya comes down with the flu. don't worry, shane does too. eventually or, banging pots and pans together, yelling that ilya rozanov hasn't been taken care of in nearly two decades
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the hardest part, is who we are by goldenish
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-29
“Ilya?” Shane’s hand crept into his hair gently, soft and searching. Ilya bit his lip, trying not to make a sound. It was almost impossible not to melt into the hair running soothingly through his curls, to turn his head to take in his Shane’s beautiful face in person after almost a month apart. Almost. Shane’s hand pulled away after a beat. Ilya heard him sigh, and then blessedly, his weight on the bed behind him rose up. He didn’t say anything as he left the room. Ilya had succeeded in pretending. He wished he could feel anything at all about it.
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hiraeth (hee-ryth): a profound, nostalgic longing or homesickness for a home, place, or time that may never have existed or is lost forever “Do– Do you miss it?” Shane asked him carefully, tilting his head up so he could look Ilya in the eye. “Russia.” He wanted to brush the question off. To assure his husband that he didn’t miss the country in the slightest – because knowing Shane, if Ilya confessed that he did, he’d spiral into a guilt trip faster than Ilya could blink. Shane would probably believe him too. But he didn’t want to lie to his husband, or hide his feelings from him. They’d done that for so long, and Ilya was tired of it. “Mm, I don’t miss Russia,” he said slowly, searching his brain for the exact words he wanted to say. It was hard enough communicating his feelings as it was, but the fact that he had to do so in English made it even harder. Finding the words he wanted to say always seemed so exhausting. “But… I miss how it was when I was little. With my mother.” Home to Shane Hollander is a very different concept than it is for Ilya. To Shane Hollander, home was a cozy, inviting house just outside of Ottawa, a place where he’d been raised with nothing but love and care by two people who loved him more than anything in the world. To him, home was the place where nothing in the world could go wrong, where he was safe and protected. To Ilya, home was a far more difficult concept to grasp. The only true home he’d ever known, the only real love and care he’d had growing up, had died with his mother. It vanished with her, lost forever, never to be recovered. The cold, looming manor he’d grown up in was not the sort of place one would describe as a home. It had silence, where the Hollander house always had laughter. Cold, unyielding marble floors instead of soft rugs, ones that protected little knees learning how to walk and made the perfect place to sprawl on for a family movie night, rather than the marble that only ever left Ilya’s knees bleeding when he fell. It was the type of place where arguments were ended by a harsh, forceful hit instead of a hug. For years, whenever Ilya talked about home, he simply meant Russia. Moscow was where he’d grown up. It was more home than Boston was. The fierce, cold winters, the strolls along the Moskva, the familiar flow of Russian out of everyone’s mouths, that was what made it home. Familiarity. There was nothing wrong with Boston. Not really. It had just never felt like home. At first, Ilya had blamed it on the language barrier. His English had been good enough when he arrived, or so he thought, but soon he’d realized that trying to carry conversations all day, every day, in his second language was downright exhausting. And no matter how much he talked, no matter how many words came out of his mouth, he never felt like he was saying exactly what he wanted to. The message always ended up blurring along the way. But that feeling of not being at home didn’t ease once his English improved. After that, he blamed the food. He’d replaced the borscht and pelmeni he’d eaten his entire life with burgers and pasta - not exactly the most American food in the world but Boston’s North End meant Italian food was practically unavoidable in the city. He’d started cooking on his own more, trying to recreate the recipes his mother had made during his childhood. They were never quite the same as he remembered though, always leaving an odd taste in his mouth afterward. Eventually, he’d resigned himself to simply never feeling at home outside of Russia. After all, it was where he was born and where he’d been raised. Surely, every immigrant felt like this. Out of place, adrift, longing for a way back home. It wasn’t until he and Hollander had finally started become something more that Ilya finally realized just how fucked his definition of home was. How wrong it was that to him, home was a city, rather than a house filled with a family. “I wouldn’t be able to go home again,” he explained, knowing exactly how poorly things would turn for him if the people of Russia found out he was in love with a man. “Ever. Do you get that?” From the immediate look of confusion on Shane’s face, he could tell he didn’t. Shane’s fears about coming out revolved around hockey. The impact it would have on his dreams, on his goals, on winning another Cup. For Ilya, his fears were far more terrifying. “Because of your family?” he asked, and Ilya sighed in frustration. He wasn’t really annoyed with Shane. How could he be? It’d be like being mad at a cute, little puppy that didn’t know what it’d done wrong. Especially when the man had turned those stupidly soft, brown eyes on him, looking at Ilya like he was about to break apart at any moment. It was simply the reality of their situation. Ilya’s only home, or the only one he had left, was a place defined by mere borders on a map, and nothing more. Hollander’s was his family. When Ilya had said home, Shane hadn’t immediately thought about Russia. No, he was assuming Ilya couldn’t go home because his family wouldn’t approve. As though the problem was that Ilya would be kicked out onto the streets. And while that was partially the problem, it certainly wasn’t what Ilya had meant. His father’s house hadn’t been home in a long time. To Hollander, that was the worst possible scenario about coming out. Losing his family, even if that was a highly unlikely scenario. But that was how Canada was. For Ilya, the worst case scenario in Russia – and a highly likely one at that – was death. “Because Russia!” Ilya explained loudly, his temper boiling over. But his anger wasn’t at Shane. No, it was at the unfairness of the situation he’d found himself in. “I would not be able to go back to Russia!” Shane went quiet for a moment before hesitantly asking his next question, as though he didn’t want to know the answer. “What would happen to you?” The mere thought of being outed while in Russia was enough to nearly make him sick. He couldn’t say for certain what would happen. Had he been asked years ago, he would’ve said his father would kill him. Now, the man was so far gone he didn’t even remember who Ilya was. Perhaps Alexei would be the one to do it. Ilya wasn’t sure he’d have the guts to do it himself though. His brother had always been a coward. No, he’d probably turn Ilya over to whatever angry mob appeared first, and then that’d be it for him. Death, either by a hanging, or being dragged through the streets, or some other awful way to go out. “I don’t want to find out,” he confessed, swallowing heavily against the nausea waging a war in his stomach. The thought of losing Russia shouldn’t have terrified him so much.
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The missing conversation between Ilya and David where David shares some things and Ilya starts to think that there might just be a space in this family for him.
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why did you invite me to your wedding by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-28
“Why are you calling me, Hollander?” Ilya asks more harshly than he means to. But he’s tired, and impatient, and strung out on a mixture of emotions and longing for the voice on the other end of the phone. “If nothing is wrong, why are you calling?”
“Will you come?” Shane asks, and Ilya’s heart sinks before he can even say the rest of it. He shouldn’t have asked. He should have just let Shane ramble. “To…to the wedding?”
The lump in his throat feels insurmountable. But he manages to say, “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Shane doesn’t acknowledge it. “I invited alllll these people, but the only one I actually care if they come or not is you.” He stops and giggles. “Isn’t that weird?”
“Yes,” Ilya replies, because it is. You shouldn’t want your years-long situationship at your wedding. He doesn’t want the drunken musings of Shane Hollander to give him hope.
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Or Shane gets engaged. Ilya gets a phone call. Everything breaks. But sometimes breaking is what finally makes room for the truth.
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He loved the idea of them being his family after years of having none, and he wanted to make them happy, so he added second, third and fourth presents for each and every Hollander into his cart, and felt better and better with every next swipe of his card. or, a little peek into the first Christmas Ilya spends with Hollanders.
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Ilya had realized it the moment he’d opened his eyes a few days prior, too warm under the covers to be comfortable. Nothing had even happened yet, but he'd felt immediately distant from himself. Like somewhere between sleeping and waking, he’d stepped out of his body and into another.
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tipping point by ultravioletdaydream
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
Shane said he would be home by midnight. Ilya only had to hold on for a couple more hours. He thought, fleetingly, that he wasn't sure how the day had spiraled so enormously out of his control. One goddamn day alone and he was at the edge of the abyss. Everything hurt. Or: Ilya navigates the expanse of his mental illness over the course of one bad day.
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