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everything is embarrassing by herochaoz
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
Shane and Ilya reminisce on their younger days while on their honeymoon <3 spoilers for The Long Game ahead!!!!!!! could just be an au tho shrug
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“Can you still stay the night?”
“Yes,” Ilya says quickly, nodding into Shane’s neck. “I will stay the night.”
I will stay forever, he doesn’t say. Just ask me, and I will do it.
- Part 2 of Мой сладкий мальчик
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“We’re lovers.” Rozanov offered. “What the fuck?” Hayden said. Shane groaned. “Stop saying that, oh my God!” “What? Is not true?” “You two. You’re like- together?” Drapeau asked, his eyes flickering between the two of them. “Christ, I’m gonna be sick.” Hayden said faintly. Shane’s head reared back and Rozanov immediately stood. “Then fucking leave, Pike.” Hayden realised what he’d said and held his hands up, a look of panic on his face. “No. No, I didn’t mean- Shane I’m fine with you being gay, I swear-“ Rozanov rolled his eyes. “Someone give this man a medal-“ “For fuck's sake, Ilya-“ (post-ilya moving to ottawa, hayden, jj & drapeau go to the cottage and find someone unexpected)
- Part 5 of ways they didn't find out
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“I don’t hate him!” Hayden says, which is only true because hate doesn’t quite capture it. No, he despises Rozanov. In his defense, everyone with a pulse and without the last name Hollander does. Or: 5 times Hayden doesn’t get Shane and Ilya’s relationship, +1 time he does.
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Scott Hunter knew there was something weird going on between Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander. He clocked it the first time he saw them interact. He wasn't sure *what* it was, but he knew it was *something*. So he watched. For years.
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Shane turned Ilya Rozanov down in a dingy locker room once. Today he chooses him for the room.
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hold you as the water rushes in by justhockey
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
“Ilya,” Shane whispers. “Ilya, baby, can you open your eyes?” He’s met with silence, and the frantic tremor of his heart turns into an earthquake. The ice beneath him seeps into his veins and freezes his blood. Panic claws at his chest, scaling his ribcage like a ladder and lodging in his throat. He can barely breathe around the terror. “Ilya, you need to open your eyes. You need to look at me.”
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“First, I ravish you,” Ilya murmurs, his lips brushing Shane’s bruised ribs, sending goosebumps rippling across his skin. “Apologize for injury I gave.” Shane’s breath hitches as Ilya’s hand slides down his body toward his ass. He can barely breathe when that rough fingertip brushes his hole, and it’s not because of the bruised ribs. “And then?” he asks, voice breathless. Ilya looks up, eyes dark and heavy with desire. He presses one final kiss to the marred skin before digging his fingers deeper into Shane’s skin, making him gasp. “And then, I give you new bruises. Better ones to remind you of me.” or; Ilya feels bad for being rough with Shane on ice… Shane, on the other hand, is kinda into it.
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Lily and Jane Fall in Love by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
The five encounters with Shane that forced Ilya to lie (brag) to his teammates about his mysterious Montreal Girl, and the time they learned that the lies had never really mattered in the first place.
Or, Shane and Ilya are Not That Subtle about the identities of Jane and Lily, but it doesn't matter because their friends are idiots anyway.
(Behind the scenes of the first fic in this series, “The Montreal Girl”)
- Part 2 of The Montreal Girl (Lily & Jane)
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“Geno says that you’re hanging out with Ilya Rozanov.” Crosby says, and Shane’s heart drops down to the pit of his stomach. Oh fuck. What does Geno know. What does the team know. What does Sidney Crosby know.
Or, Sidney Crosby calls Shane Hollander to the Winner's Room.
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Centuries pass, nations rise and fall, names change, but Ilya remembers.
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Hasegawa Shigeru opened his mouth to reply, but Ilya was lost.
No longer warm, an icy wind cut through rough clothes to bite at the patches of skin that he’d bared to the elements. White snow and black, tall trees. A man trudged beside him, his hood up, his feet sure in the snow. He turned and smiled and Ilya’s heart tipped over with love. Hasegawa Shigeru. It was Shigeru, but dressed in clothing in a style much older than those Ilya had worn on his own shores, but still undoubtedly home.
Shigeru spoke to him, but not in a language he knew. Old words and old clothes, and an old love, so deep that it brought tears to Ilya’s eyes.
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Yuna has let go of a lot in her life, including her own dream to play professional hockey. But that's alright; she has Shane and David and they have built a storybook legacy together. Then Ilya Rozanov gets hurt and suddenly Shane's calling her asking if they'll go pick up his archrival from the hospital.
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watch you lookin' at a broken wing by only_the_golden
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-11
Shane decides to give therapy a try. Title from 'Luna Moth' by Maya Hawke
- Part 1 of Autistic Shane Hollander One-Shots
- Part 1 of i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting
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Ilya felt the hit before he processed what was happening. Immediately, all the air left his lungs as he flipped, slamming into the ice, head and shoulder first. The sickening crack in his shoulder should have been concerning, but the way his stomach lurched and his head spun was all he could focus on. Ilya Rozanov was down, and it didn’t seem like he was getting back up.
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married, apparently! by mochiwangj
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-11
"Ilya: I didn't drink that much last night. Troy: You were flirting with Shane. Ilya: So what? He's my husband. Troy: You asked if he was single. Troy: And then you cried when he said he wasn't. "
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- #75596716
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Shane's shorts got Ilya actin' up by hollzy81
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
A quiet afternoon turns dangerous when Shane wears the shorts he knows will ruin Ilya’s self-control. Shane and Ilya were home, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the room. Ilya was sprawled on the plush couch, resting on his back, his eyes glued his phone. The scent of rain-soaked earth drifted in from the open window, mingling with the faint aroma of Shane's cologne, a familiar and comforting presence. Shane emerged from the shower, the steam still clinging to his skin, his hair damp and tousled. He walked downstairs, the soft thud of his bare feet against the wooden floorboards the only sound breaking the silence. He was wearing shorts, but not just any shorts. They were the kind that Ilya knew, the kind that made his breath hitch, the kind that screamed, "Fuck me." They were a faded, soft denim, riding low on his hips, the waistband barely concealing the curve of his ass. Ilya's mouth watered instantly. He couldn't help it. He’d been captivated by Shane since the moment they met, and even after years together, the man still had the power to render him speechless. Shane seemed to notice his husband's reaction, a shy smile playing on his lips. He turned and headed into the kitchen, leaning against the counter, his back to Ilya, offering the perfect view of his ass. Ilya couldn't take it anymore. He rose from the couch in two swift strides, crossing the room and pressing himself against Shane's back. He wrapped his arms around Shane's waist, his hands finding purchase on the soft denim. "These shorts," Ilya murmured, his voice husky, "will be the death of me." He started grinding his half-erect cock against his husband's ass, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Shane moaned, pushing back against his husband, his body arching slightly. "Wore them just for you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck," Ilya breathed, the word a prayer, a promise. He started squeezing Shane's ass, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. Shane groaned, his body trembling. Ilya trailed kisses along Shane's neck, his lips and teeth finding the sensitive skin just below his ear. Shane closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against his husband's shoulder, and whimpered softly. "Does that feel good?" Ilya asked, his voice a low rumble. Shane moaned and nodded, his breath catching in his throat. Ilya started touching Shane's nipples through his shirt, twitching them between his fingers, teasing them with a gentle touch. Shane moaned out loud, the sound a raw, desperate plea. "Fuck, Ilya... more," he begged, his voice laced with need. Ilya, already on the edge, was completely turned on by everything, the feel of Shane's body against his, the sound of his moans, the way his eyes were glazed with desire. He couldn't help himself. He slapped Shane's ass, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Shane moaned, pressing closer to his husband, his body seeking more. "Again," he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. Ilya cursed under his breath. "Fuck, Hollander. You’re perfect." And he smacked Shane's ass again, harder this time. Shane whimpered, the sound a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Ilya... fuck..." Shane's cock was leaking furiously, his shorts and boxers soaked in pre-cum, the evidence of his arousal undeniable. He couldn't take it anymore. He ground his ass harder against his husband, his hips moving in a desperate rhythm, and moaned, "Please." Ilya grabbed Shane's hair, pulling his head back, forcing him to meet his gaze. "Words, Hollander. What do you need?" Shane moaned. "I need you to fuck me... on this counter, fuck, Ilya." He started grinding harder, his body writhing with anticipation. "As you wish," Ilya said, his voice a low growl. He reached down, his fingers finding Shane's front. "Spit." Shane obeyed instantly, his eyes locked on Ilya's, and spit on his fingers. "Good boy," Ilya murmured, a possessive edge to his voice. Shane's eyes fluttered at the nickname, his body already trembling with the promise of pleasure. Ilya shoved Shane's shorts and boxers down in one swift movement, revealing his wet, throbbing cock. He started circling his hole with his fingers, his touch slow and deliberate, preparing him. Shane moaned desperately, his body arching. "Please... Ilya..." Ilya smacked his ass again, the sound sharp in the air. "You take what I give you, understand?" "Yes... Fuck... Ilya, whatever you say." Ilya groaned, his own control slipping. He pushed a finger in, slowly, deliberately, stretching Shane's hole. Shane moaned out loud, his body tensing. "This hole is so fucking tight," Ilya whispered, his voice thick with anticipation. "Can't wait to get it all loose." Shane moaned at the words, his hips bucking. Ilya added another finger, scissoring them, his touch becoming more insistent. He moved closer to Shane's lips, hovering over his ear. "Do you want that... want me to ruin your hole and make it mine forever? Ruin you for everyone else?" Shane's eyes rolled back, his head lolling against Ilya's shoulder. Ilya's fingers found his prostate, and he began to stroke it, his touch precise and relentless. Shane moaned, a long, drawn-out sound of pure pleasure. "Yes... fuck... yes, Ilya... ruin me."
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"Tell me, Hollander, who is your hall pass?" In which Ilya asks a question and is completely chill and not at all irrational about Shane's response.
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It Was Always You by freckledloon
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
"Why'd you do it?" Ilya asks lazily, gentle fingers tracing along Shane's spine to calm his nerves. "Do what?" Shane asks absentmindedly, far too distracted by the electricity Ilya's careful fingers are leaving against his skin. "Propose." Ilya clarifies. "What?" Shane says through an unsure chuckle. Isn't it obvious? He thinks to himself as they lay naked, tangled together in their shared bed on the day of their wedding. "It was because of plane crash?" Ilya braves himself to say. ~ Or, a conversation between Shane and Ilya the morning of their wedding.
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Bruises and Breaks by PointMade26
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
“You are not… useless. For taking break. Deserve it.” Shane shuddered. “I’ve gotta prove it. Got to prove it was worth it.” “You are second best hockey player in the fucking world. You are worth it,” Ilya said firmly. Shane started to argue, but Ilya cut him off. “Three goals yesterday, assist, leading league in points. Very good. Not… pointless. Understand?” Shane exhaled, tired but comforted. “You here with me, making me happy” Ilya nudged, “This is very useful. Now… nap.” Or Shane took a harder hit than he let on, and Ilya notices, and is soft
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You Call and I Come (Running) by Kelethin
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
“Hello?” Ilya prodded. “Are you there? I thought you were supposed to be polite Canadian boy.” A breath of laughter sounded in his ear and Ilya perked up despite himself even if he did beat down his grin with sheer force of will. “Are you drunk? You drank without me and now you miss me. Very sad for you.” “I—" Ilya’s smile dropped in an instant and his feet hit the carpet as he vaulted off the bed. Something was wrong. Hollander sounded wrong. “Hollander, what is wrong?” Ilya demanded and listened hard. Then he heard it. Shaky inhales and even shakier exhales that made his stomach drop to the floor. “I need—" Hollander’s voice broke as he took in a pained breath. He was in pain. Ilya started scrambling for his shoes. “Talk to me, Hollander.” _____________ Shane calls Ilya for help after sustaining a concussion and Ilya comes running.
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