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home is a person, not a place by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-06-12
“Sveta - ”
“Ilya, there are photos. Of you. Ilya, you - you need to run.”
“Photos?” he asks, a bit stupidly. He knows what she means. Of course he does. He’s had nightmares about what she means. But - well. No. Surely not.
Right?
“They’re old, I think,” she says, sniffling. “I just saw them on some gossip rag, but they’re - Ilya, they’re definitely you. With a man. They just got published on this stupid, shitty blog, but they’re going to get picked up the moment people wake up.”
Well, at least Ilya has a shirt on. Now, he just needs to find pants before his life ends.
- Part 1 of the only way out is through.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 14,981
- Chapters:
- 5/5
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #86453471
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“And that’s why you’re our favourite son.” Shane manages to hide his flinch, just barely, and mostly because Ilya is being pulled into a hug by Yuna. Shane bites the inside of his cheek as he watches the way his husband and mom embrace so easily.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 5,310
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #86188206
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a collection of cut story lines, additional scenes, and random shit that didn't make it into the main story. I would Not Recommend reading as a standalone unless you really want to.
- Part 12 of a little more romeo, a little more juliet
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 3,160
- Chapters:
- 2/4
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #85225676
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The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-05-28
A private conversation between Shane and Rose goes viral. No, not that one. Another one. One about unrequited love, undiagnosed autism, and a preference for submission. The fallout will be impossible to handle. Especially because Ilya Rozanov probably saw the entire thing.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 9,152
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #85697226
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Shane leaves professional hockey before locker room homophobia and contractual obligations can destroy him.
Somehow, inexplicably, he winds up on the Savannah Bananas, an exhibition baseball team.
He coaches skating for kids in the off season.
For the first time in years, Shane has fun again.
(He doesn't think about Ilya Rozanov or those two nights they shared together)
(He doesn't give Rozanov his number when, years later, they reunite)
(Except actually he does)
(It's the best thing he's ever done)- Language:
- English
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- 56,835
- Chapters:
- 25/25
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83299681
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Then Ilya reached over and gently tapped Logan’s nose. “You never told us what you wished for.” Logan’s eyes widened immediately. “Oh.” Shane smiled softly. “You know, when you blew out your candles?” For a moment Logan looked suspicious, like perhaps wishes were classified information. Then he leaned closer dramatically. “I wished for Isla.” Silence. Shane blinked. “…Who’s Isla, baby?” Logan looked at him like this should’ve been obvious. “My baby.” Or Shane and Ilya give Logan the sibling he wished for on his third birthday.
- Part 2 of The Guy In Labor…
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- English
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- 26,534
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #85238996
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On June 17th, 2017, Ilya Rozanov is declared dead following the crash of Air Canada Flight 11040.
On June 24th, he comes back to life.
Shane spends the intervening week on a silent retreat, more or less.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 20,841
- Chapters:
- 8/8
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83873461
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[a voice message sent May 10th, 1991, received by a Panasonic answering machine]
David: Hey, Mom. The baby has been ejected.
Yuna: David, no, that’s—no. Give me that. Hey, Mrs. Holl—
David: She’s your mom too, you know—
Yuna: —just letting you know that we have a baby! Seven pounds and seven ounces, ten fingers and ten toes. His name is Shane, and he’s excited to meet you… at some point. When we get out of the hospital. We love you, we hope to see you soon, and—
David: —and bring peach cobbler when you visit!
Yuna: … and bring peach cobbler when you visit. Bye.
[Or, Shane is the best Mother's Day gift that Yuna could ever ask for. Literally. Told through a thirty-five-year-long series of letters, postcards, voice messages, and Yuna feeling so much love for her son(s) she could just burst.]
- Part 6 of a collection of hollanovs
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 7,250
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #84623791
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He’s just about ready to doze off—his ritualistic pre-dinner, thirty-minute nap—when, suddenly, Ilya says, “Huh. Interesting.”
Shane cracks one eye open. “Hmm?”
“Oh, nothing, малыш,” he replies, though his brows are furrowed when he says it. Shane’s even more curious now.
“No, really, what is it?”
Ilya must lose some internal debate; a deep sigh leaves his body before, wordlessly, he turns his phone to Shane.
The bright light makes him squint, still not used to Ilya and his affinity for both using the light-mode feature and turning the brightness in his phone to a maximum. He forgoes scolding him when, after his eyes have adjusted, he reads: Metros acquires Fil-Canadian Rivera; second Asian player in franchise history after Hollander.
At first he thinks, oh, that’s my name. Shane hasn’t seen his name mentioned remotely near the words ‘Montreal Metros’ ever since he transferred to Ottawa three years ago. Then, and this is when it finally dawns on him, Shane thinks: second?
- Part 5 of a collection of hollanovs
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 9,610
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #84494811
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right where we never thought to look by Anonymous
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-05-01
All of a sudden, she sees it, all of it, laid out in front of her. Every darkened corner was hiding brushed hands, stolen looks across crowded rooms, the infectious energy at every rivalry game, every question from reporters and peers alike designed to make one of them break, to insult, degrade, hate.
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Yuna's perspective learning about Shane and Ilya's relationship.- Part 10 of a little more romeo, a little more juliet
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 6,706
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83703566
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“Shane?” Ilya dropped down beside him instantly, panic flooding his voice. “Shane! l’ubímyj? What is happening? What did she say?”
Shane couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. His brain repeating it over and over and over again.
Gone.
The word echoed, hollow and impossible.
“I-it’s - fuck. M-My dad…” he choked out. “He- he’s-”
Or…
Shane finds out he is pregnant with his and Ilya’s first baby the same day his dad unexpectedly passes away.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 25,392
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83863296
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Ilya does not plan to warn Shane because as much as this is about providing a weird, but thoughtful, gesture, he is also doing this to mess with Shane.
No heads up, just a box showing up at his door addressed to Jane [NoLastName] from Lily <3.
Ilya waits, follows his routine and Shane's calendar, and tries not to give anything away. The date of delivery was listed as five days after purchase, but Ilya gets a text three days after that sends him into a fit of giggles.
My Jane: What the hell is this?
or a 5+1 crack fic
- Language:
- English
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- 9,993
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- 3/4
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- 1
- AO3:
- #83321426
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David and Yuna visit Shane at the cottage... and stumble across something unexpected!
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- English
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- 1,667
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #83515646
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“Sylvia,” Shane murmured, clearly mortified.
“What?” she said innocently. “I’m just saying. And I’m also saying that a certain someone here, hasn’t stopped staring at someone else since they walked in. Their partner has been doing all of the work.” A brow was quirked towards the Russian paramedic.
Ilya nearly dropped his gauze “Da- I mean no, I—” he started, then stopped, flustered.
Shane looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole.
Cliff snorted under his breath and turned away, suddenly very interested in the supply bag.
Sylvia leaned toward Shane. “Ask for his number,” she whispered loudly enough that it wasn’t a whisper at all. “They’ll be taking me away in T-minus five minutes. You don’t wanna miss your shot kiddo!”
Or Shane is a Librarian and Ilya is a Paramedic. They meet , fall in love, have a baby together . Oh and Shane is Autistic and worries a lot.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 34,154
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #83131456
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Liliya squirms slightly as he slides her tiny arms into the sleeves, her face scrunching in mild protest. "I know, I know," Shane murmurs, smiling faintly. "Not your favourite thing." He glances briefly at the phone, then back to her. "Maybe one day," he says quietly, "we can show this to your papa." There's a subtle shift in the room. Yuna's smile falters just slightly. David, standing nearby, looks down for a moment before composing himself. Shane doesn't stop. "This is the day you came home," he tells her. "The first day of the rest of our lives kiddo." His fingers are careful as he buttons the cardigan, adjusting it so it sits just right. "I think he'd like to see this,” he adds softly. Or, Shane and Ilya sleep together the day they meet in December 2008. Shane ends up pregnant. Ilya has no idea, it’s only when their daughter is diagnosed with a rare genetic disorder that Shane realises he has no choice but the break the silence between them.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 60,108
- Chapters:
- 6/6
- Files:
- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #81732461
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Yuna has everybody’s security cameras on a family plan. She never really checks them; they’re just there for insurance. Until she sees Ilya Rozanov at Shane’s front door. “Thanks so much, Mrs Hollander .” Yuna smiled at Becky as she grabbed her laptop. “No, it’s fine.” “I’ve never had any issues parking on the street until now ,” Becky said. “Lucky we have the cameras,” Y una smiled, navigating to the website and clicking the login button. "Thanks so much for doing this,” Becky said. “I’m definitely gonna install cameras too after this.” Yuna grimaced as she looked outside, seeing the entirety of Becky’s car scratched up. David had been right to put cameras up a few years ago for insurance purposes, even if they’d never had to use them before. “It’s no trouble. Hopefully they caught something, I’m not sure if you’re out of range.” She clicked the autofill for the password log in and waited as it loaded, frowning when the live footage wasn’ t of her entryway . Shane's condo, Yuna realised. She was staring at his door , the camera pointed down to the staircase to the security door. She moved to the log out button, for getting that she’d set up the cameras for him in the first place and kept the login saved because he would definitely forget about it when someone walked up to Shane’ s front door. Yuna froze, going cold when she recognised the face. Ilya Rozanov. How does he know where Shane lives? Yuna grabbed her phone, ready to call Shane to warn him that Rozanov was at his house, either to break in or prank him, when the door opened. She caught the big smile on Rozanov’ s face as Shane grabbed his arm and pulled him into the condo. Yuna blinked. Are they friends? That didn’ t make any sense. Shane would have told her . “Honey, can you leave your email address and I’ll send over whatever we caught?” Y una said blankly, handing Becky a pen and a notepad from her purse. Becky wrote down her email, thanking Yuna profusely and showing herself out. Rude, Yuna admonished herself. You don’ t make guests show themselves out. She went back through the footage, watching again as Rozanov knocked on the door and smiled brightly when it opened. She'd never seen Rozanov smile like that. Y una had watched all his games and interviews over the years; she’d seen him smirk and smile cockily and flirt. But she’d never seen every single tooth he owned, or seen his eyes light up like that. So Shane and Rozanov were...friends. Secret friends, apparently . Yuna supposed it made sense, in a way. If she really tried to wrap her mind around it. Their rivalry was still the biggest ticket seller in the MLH. If there was no rivalry, people may not be as interested in the games. She wasn’ t proud, but she sat there for hours, waiting for more movement. Y una wasn’ t sure what she was looking for, but she just wanted to see Rozanov leave. She made herself dinner and ate in front of her laptop, waiting for something, anything, to happen. Yuna got her wish nearly seven hours after Rozanov had arrived. It was nearly two in the morning when the door opened again. Yuna startled at the noise, sitting forward and watching intently. Rozanov was laughing as he stepped out onto the landing, holding his shoes. He looked like he'd just run a marathon; he was red and sweaty , his hair was sticking up every which way . They must have used Shane’s home gym. Training together made sense, weirdly enough. Y una was sure there was no one better to push Shane than the only person who was almost on his level. Shane followed as Rozanov leaned against the door jamb and put his shoes on. They looked so...friendly. It was shocking, seeing them smile together. Yuna had never seen Shane so relaxed; there was no tension in his shoulders. He looked loose, like he’d just had a two hour full body massage. She'd certainly never seen the smile Rozanov had now; in interviews, in videos of him at clubs, his smile was much different. Tighter. “Made me miss curfew,” Rozanov was saying. “Sorry,” Shane said, not sounding sorry at all. “No you’re not,” Rozanov scof fed. “Now I'm gonna have to sneak into the fucking hotel.” Yuna watched, fascinated, as they smiled at each other . Her breath caught as Rozanov stepped into Shane’s space, grabbing his hips and walking him back into the wall. Shane made a soft noise as Rozanov pressed himself against Shane, and – They were kissing. It was intense. Yuna knew she shouldn’ t be watching, but she couldn’ t tear her eyes away from the way they grabbed each other, trying to pull each other closer, hands desperately touching each other everywhere. It went on for too long. It was too familiar, too needy, too romantic. They were too familiar . Shane's hands were tucked into Rozanov’s pants, and Rozanov’s hands were rucking up Shane’s shirt, caressing his stomach, his hips, reaching up to grope his chest.
- Language:
- English
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- 5,484
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #82224851
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Outside Observations by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-03-31
Various observations through the years as people realize just what Shane and Ilya mean together in a world where they weren't publicly outted by Brad.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 3,275
- Chapters:
- 3/4
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #81911616
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The Distance Between Us by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-30
Ilya Rozanov has spent ten years circling Shane Hollander. Ten years of hotel rooms and secret phone calls. Ten years of pretending he doesn't feel it, doesn't need it, doesn't wake up reaching for someone who's already gone. Ten years convincing himself he's not good enough. That he's not worth it.
Then a plane needs to make an emergency landing near Montreal, and Yuna Hollander is on it.
So when Shane calls him from a bathroom floor, unable to breathe, Ilya stops pretending.
After five hundred miles of frozen highway, three and a half hours of driving like a man possessed, a hospital waiting room full of people who have every reason to hate him, and a boy who looks at him like he's something worth keeping, Ilya may have learned a thing or two about what it means to be loved—and to let himself love freely.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 104,414
- Chapters:
- 3/3
- Files:
- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #81207291
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“I’m sorry,” Shane chokes, closing his eyes. Rozanov draws his hand, pulling Shane’s with it, to his face and wipes his cheeks.
“There is nothing to be sorry for, любовь моя, it is okay,” Rozanov murmurs, tugging at Shane’s hair again. Shane exhales, letting him clean his cheeks. “You got overwhelmed, yes? It happens.”
“I can’t be fucking normal,” Shane says quietly, whining, head falling back, pressing into Rozanov’s hand.
“No, if you were fucking normal, you would not be my Shane.”
// shane is a liar, and he's tired of it all. his life falls apart, and he finds that he doesn't actually mind.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 33,474
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #81580056
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Just A Baby Girl And Her Very Best Friend by JustMeAndLife (CaramelCreamCoffee)
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-03-16
Shane looked down at Anya. She was very still. Very calm. Just resting her head there. Like she belonged there. Like she was guarding something. Something important. A tiny, fragile realization settled into Shane's mind. "She knows," he murmured. Ilya frowned. "What?" Shane swallowed. "I think she knows." Ilya stepped closer, confusion giving way to curiosity. "Knows what?" Shane hesitated before placing one hand lightly over the spot where Anya's head rested. Over his stomach. Over the place where— Something. Someone. Was beginning. His voice softened. "I think she can tell there's a baby." Or Anya is Shane’s Rock throughout his pregnancy and absolutely adores their baby once she arrives.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 15,291
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #81397876
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