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They lie in silence for a few moments, the only sound being the steady and slow beating of Shane’s heart on the monitor. He’s perfectly content to just bask in Ilya’s presence and form until the doctor comes back, but eventually, he can feel Ilya staring at him. So he opens his eyes and sees an expectant look on his husband’s face.
“What?” Shane questions.
“Are we going to talk about it?”
Shane’s brows draw down in confusion. “Talk about what?”
A mischievous grin splits Ilya’s face. “That I am your emergency contact.”
“Oh, my god,” Shane groans. “You are not going to make this a thing. It’s not a big deal.”
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Or, hockey injuries are temporary. But having Ilya Rozanov as your emergency contact is forever.
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When Rozanov gets knocked down, they have to call his emergency contact. So imagine Marlow's shock when Rozanov's emergency contact was Yuna Hollander
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As she watched Rozanov skate half circles around Shane's unconscious body in the unnatural quiet of the Boston arena, Jackie Pike's heart raced. Her whole body shook as her brain struggled to make sense of what was happening. A few moments later, she recognized the Russian's expression. She'd seen it on the faces of other WAGs when their men went down hard. It was the physical manifestation of her recurring nightmare - Hayden motionless and bleeding after a hit, thinking she was about to lose the love of her life. Nothing else existed but that body lying on the ice. This was exactly how Rozanov looked at him now, and the only possible explanation was love. Or, A 5 + 1 story about five people who observe the relationship between Shane and Ilya unfold in real time and come to their own conclusions about what's going on. Plus, a bonus chapter featuring the family dinner that Shane’s parents invite themselves to right after meeting Ilya for the first time.
- Part 1 of Hollanov From the Outside In
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Harris @Cliff @Hayden I know I’m not a hockey player but can I join the ‘Rozanov & Hollander are going to make me quit my job’ group?? Cliff Hahahah Hayden What did Rozanov do this time? Cliff Hey! Cliff How do you know it was Roz’s fault! Hayden Be serious right now. (snippets from the centaurs group chat & the extended support group chat which has hayden & cliff leading the cens through how to survive married hollanov)
- Part 2 of the unexpected besties of the MHL
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“Pretend we don't know each other?” Shane repeats, a little confused in all honesty. Wasn't therapy about talking? “Yes. You are meeting for the first time in this room. Introduce yourselves.” Shane shifts in his seat, slowly turning to Ilya. It's not all that different from the first time they'd actually met; the awkward vibes radiating off Shane are almost identical. They're just missing a snowy forecast and a cigarette. He decides to go a step further, standing up. It feels the right thing to do under the circumstances. Who meets for the first time sitting down? He takes a step forward, holding his hand out to Ilya. Or not Ilya. This random man he’s about to meet, who happens to look a lot like Ilya. Ilya takes the cue, standing from his own chair with a shake of his head. He takes Shane’s hand, shaking firmly. “I’m Shane, uh, Shane Hollander.” Ilya nods. “Ilya Rozanov.” —————— Or: Shane and Ilya get sent to reconciliation therapy, and of course, handle it super well.
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as it was closing by guarddog (theslymoon)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-10
Tyler Kudirka @neutralzonetyler New ep of #NeutralZonePod out now! We’re talking free agency, Voyageurs cup parade shenanigans, and whatever the hell is going on in Columbus Emil @emilbeauvier72 Anything on the Hollander contract? Tyler Kudirka @neutralzonetyler @emilbeauvier72 a little! not much to say just yet, let the guy celebrate! shane’s pr manager @holly24 if shane doesnt re sign in montreal i will kill [remembers sewerslide jokes are bad] troy barrett or: the events of the long game through the eyes of hockey twitter.
- Part 2 of nothing that i don’t already know
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By the Lake by Meret
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, No spoilers for other books in the series
2026-01-09
Ilya encounters a surprise visitor while on a walk at the cottage, and has feelings about it.
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Hayden never imagined his peace would be shattered like this. He bumped his head, unexpectedly gaining the ability to read mind, while simultaneously caught between two lovebirds, Shane and Ilya. (English is not my first language, and there may be issues with the timeline.) Hayden Pike knows he isn't the most dazzling player on the ice, but he is reliable and steady. He is the kind of guy who would show up on time, do his job, and go home to his wife, Jackie, and their twins, Emma and Ruby, and if he is lucky, maybe even catch the last few games on TV before collapsing onto the couch and falling asleep. Therefore, he is absolutely certain of a few things in life: Jackie's Sunday pancakes were the best in Montreal; the kids would make him spend all the money he could possibly have on hockey gear; Shane is the best captain he could have; Shane is a straight man; and Hayden himself is one of the best role players in the NHL. Then, in a meaningless game in November, he was bumped by Cliff Marleau of the Boston Raiders, and everything changed. It isn't even a flagrant foul. Hayden is skating backward, caught up in the rhythm of the game, and didn't even see Marleau coming at him. His head slammed into the ice with a sharp thud that echoed through the Bell Centre. In that instant, he felt dizzy, colors blurred, and the clamor of the crowd turned into a cacophony of noise. When he opened his eyes, Shane was leaning over him, his lips moving. But Hayden couldn't hear Shane's voice; he heard something else. [Please, please, it has to be alright, damn it, it looks terrible. Is he ok? Say something, Pike, say it—] Hayden blinked. Shane's lips didn't move with the words. "Can you hear me?" Shane's voice finally broke through. "Pike? How many fingers?" "Two," Hayden said hoarsely. "I'm alright. Just… give me a second." But he isn't really alright. As the medical team helped him to his feet and escorted him through the players' tunnel, Hayden felt a buzzing in his head, like a radio switching between two channels. Words and phrases swirled in his mind, but he couldn't fully comprehend them. [He looks really badly injured. I can't afford to get hurt again.] [f I'm late for another game, my wife will kill me.] [That new Thai restaurant on St. Lawrence Street…] Maybe I can talk to the coach and try to get more playing time— Various sounds mingled together, like a chaotic symphony, utterly disordered. As the team doctor helped Hayden into the examination room, he pressed his palm to his temple. “Headache?” Dr. Rousseau asked, shining a flashlight into Hayden's eyes. “Yes,” Hayden said, but it isn't just a headache. The sounds were becoming clearer; he could now distinguish the different sounds. [Hope it's nothing serious. I have a wedding to attend next weekend. ]That's Dr. Rousseau. It must be him; he's alone in the room. “I…” Hayden swallowed. “Am I going crazy, Doctor?” Dr. Rousseau gave a reassuring smile. “It's probably just a mild concussion. You'll be fine. Rest for a few days, don't look at screens, and come back for your follow-up appointment next week. Don't participate in any training until I give you permission to recover.” That night, lying in bed next to Jackie, Hayden truly realized the seriousness of his new problem. [I wonder if I locked the car.] He turned his head. Jackie is looking down at her phone, a calm expression on her face. [Emma needs a new pair of figure skates. Maybe we can go to the sporting goods store this weekend. Goodness, they grow up so fast.] “Hey,” Hayden said softly. “Jay?” She looked up. “Hmm?” “What are you thinking about right now?” She raised an eyebrow. “Pike, this is a dangerous question. What’s wrong?” “Just curious.” [—Is this about that celebrity on Twitter? I knew I should have made my account private.] Hayden suppressed a laugh. “Never mind. I love you.” “I love you too, weirdo.” By morning, Hayden had to accept the fact: he could hear other people's thoughts. Not always, and not with everyone, but when he focused intently on someone, their inner monologue would reach his ears clearly. This should have terrified him. However, after the initial panic, Hayden found…it is useful? He discovered that Jackie's favorite coffee isn't her usual vanilla latte but a honey lavender cold brew she'd tried once at a specialty coffee shop, which she'd thought was too expensive. [Eight dollars for a cup of coffee? Insane! But wow, it is so good!] So he learned to make it himself. That Sunday morning, when he served Jackie his homemade coffee, her expression made all the tutorials he'd watched on YouTube
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“Shane,” Hayden says, voice tight. At once, the hairs on Shane’s arms stand to attention. He sits up, bracing himself. “What’s happening?” “You’re getting married to Rose Landry.” Shane chokes. “What?” Or: news breaks that Shane Hollander is getting married to Hayden Pike, and then, improbably, to Rose Landry. The only problem? He isn’t.
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Is normal. Building is just excited. (And other lies Ilya told himself while wearing the captain's jersey) by Nullevoy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
He waited. The ref held the puck. Then, a sound echoed through the arena. Maaaaaa. Ilya froze. He looked at the ref. The ref looked at him. From the Zamboni entrance, a goat trotted out onto the ice. It was a small, brown-and-white goat wearing a tiny, custom Boston scarf. Or The captain's jersey is cursed, it takes a while for Ilya to notice.
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Family Emergency by Elpie (Horribibble)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
The problem is that Shane Hollander is an Alpha. No. Okay. No. Technically (by order of magnitude) the problem is that: Shane Hollander is in labor → it is happening in the middle of a game → it should not be happening at all because → Shane Hollander is an Alpha. Everyone's day gets markedly more chaotic when Shane--an Alpha--goes into labor mid- game against New York. It's a good fucking thing the Raiders are playing North Carolina.
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Rules My Husband Has For Me (SUPER TRUE) (NOT CLICKBAIT) by Icantthinkofagoodusername7
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-08
“Along these same lines, Shane is the only one allowed in my phone. He does not let anybody else in my contacts. Because I am bisexual, you know, he considers me talking to anybody but him to be cheating-” “-No I do not-” “-So, I cannot have teammates or coach in there and definitely no friends. He does all of our communicating through his own phone. Is a little inconvenient but anything to make him happy, yes?” “Ilya!” Shane shouts, “that is not true! Give me your phone right now, I’ll show them that you have more numbers in there and-” “It is recording,” Ilya points at the camera, causing Shane to look over and just sigh while Ilya continues on, “But you see, everybody, he even wants to check my phone every single day to make sure I am not breaking this rule, you just saw it there.” “That’s not what I meant!” * Comments: @shanehollanderhockeyplayer I’m never recording a video with you ever again. Okay yes I will but only if you promise not to slander me again. * OR, Ilya posts a video about the "rules" Shane has for him. These rules do not exist. Shane spirals.
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Ilya Rozanov ✅ @ilyarozanov posted a story • 6h [Image: Photo taken from the team's chartered plane window overlooking a view of a beautiful clouded horizon.] going places you cant even pronouns 😂✌ Shane’s Book Reviews @shollander_24 replied to your story: shollander_24 *Pronounce Or how Ilya Rozanov romanced one Shane Hollander, book enthusiast, up and down the bowels of Instagram (and succeeded).
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Mic'd Up with Ilya Rozanov: OTT vs MTL | January 5, 2021 by kwiewi
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Mic'd Up with Ilya Rozanov: OTT vs MTL | January 5, 2021 4:56 ▶ Posted by OTTAWA CENTAURS OFFICIAL CHANNEL ✔ | 4 hours ago - @MTLGIRL | 2:40 AM Can these hollanovs shut up like damn. Let’s not bring rpf into the comments section of the REAL LIFE CENTAURS HOCKEY CHANNEL? @2481shilya | 3:03 AM Girl i see the shayden comps on your channel lol
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Do You Wanna Know a Secret by mylifeandstory
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
Hayden and Jackie get in a massive fight and after a series of unfortunate events, J.J. sees Shane and Ilya together and thinks it’s Shane and Hayden having a sordid affair. Shane lets him think that. Ilya is not happy.
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“What the fuck is this?” Ilya turns from where he’s scrolling on the couch to see Shane holding up his laptop. On the laptop screen is a familiar webpage. ‘Vodka & Ginger Ale, Ilya Rozanov X Shane Hollander’ “I believe is called fanfiction Hollander, is very popular with young people,” Ilya replies casually. “And would you care to explain why, when I opened my laptop, it asked me if I wanted to publish another chapter?” -------------- I.e. Ilya writes a Fanfic based on their daily lives
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Hayden I just called Shane. Pretty sure Roz was giving him head on the other side. Just a warning for you. Cliff Ha! Hayden My suffering is not funny. Cliff Thanks for the heads up Cliff Get it? Hayden I'm blocking you (cliff & hayden's guide to surviving hollanov)
- Part 6 of ways they didn't find out
- Part 1 of the unexpected besties of the MHL
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The sun’s golden edge by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
Realization dawns over Ilya. He stares back whilst everything clicks in his head, connecting the dots. Then he starts laughing. “You are wrong,” he grins, shaking his head. It gets answered by a solid punch to his jaw.
or: the talk between Ilya and Scott during the MLH awards.
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The team celebrates Shane Hollander’s mysterious new girlfriend. Hayden Pike, unfortunately, thinks Shane is cheating on her with Ilya Rozanov. Hayden Pike prided himself on reading people sharper than anyone else in the Montreal Metros’ locker room. He could clock a lie, a hangover, or a guy’s panic before the laces were even knotted. That skill had been earned the hard way, through seasons of listening to teammates bullshit their way around bad hookups, brutal benders, or shifts they’d rather forget. Yet none of that groundwork prepared him for the afternoon the entire room turned into a pack of howling teenagers because Shane Hollander was apparently, at long last, getting steady pussy. The mayhem ignited from nothing more than the usual post-practice sloppiness. Phones and gear lay scattered across benches as guys rushed for showers or the parking lot. Shane, still soaked in sweat, had dropped his phone face-up and walked off to the showers without a second thought. The screen glowed brightly when a notification slid in from a contact saved simply as “Lily.” The message hit like a slapshot: “come tonight 🍆” The rookie who spotted it first let out a whoop that ricocheted off the tiled walls. “Holy shit, Captain’s got a girl!” Hayden had learned years ago that a hockey locker room operated like one giant, not-very- bright organism. Individually, the players varied widely, from intelligent types to complete meatheads who sometimes seemed unsure which direction the rink faced. As soon as the group latched onto a scandalous bit of gossip, however, the collective grip tightened more securely than new tape wrapped around a stick blade. Facts became irrelevant. From that moment forward, Shane Hollander was indisputably enjoying sex with a woman named Lily, and the verdict stood final. The news brought an involuntary grin to Hayden’s face. He could easily imagine Shane navigating those awkward, sincere dates, arriving with flowers in hand, holding doors open, and working hard to impress a woman already bold enough to send an eggplant emoji without hesitation. The whole picture carried an oddly endearing quality, absurd as it was, and Hayden experienced a ridiculous rush of pride, as though he had somehow orchestrated the end of Shane’s famously prolonged drought. The moment Shane returned from the showers, towel tied low around his hips and hair still dripping, the onslaught of ribbing crashed into him like a blindside hit. The guys didn’t hold back. “Lily got you smiling like that, huh, Hollander?” “She got a friend who’s into defensemen?” “Tell her the whole room owes her a fruit basket for finally popping your cherry right.” Shane’s face went scarlet, the flush starting at his ears and spreading quickly. It was the same one he got when coaches yelled at him or when he missed an easy shot. He muttered something half-hearted about them minding their own fucking business, but the words came out weak and only made everyone laugh harder. As the crowd thinned and they stepped into the quieter hallway, Hayden pulled Shane aside with a light grip on his arm. Shane looked at him with cautious eyes. “Hayden,” he started, his voice low. Hayden lifted both hands in a peaceful gesture. “Relax, man. You don’t have to say anything. I’m just happy for you. Seriously. About time you got your dick wet somewhere that isn’t your own hand.” Shane opened his mouth, then closed it again. He offered one of those tight smiles that could mean anything from thank you to go fuck yourself. Hayden took it as gratitude. After all, Shane was a good dude. He worked hard and was the kind of guy who would spot you a hundred bucks without ever mentioning it again. He deserved someone to go home to, someone who could ride him until he forgot about turnovers and penalty kills for a few hours, even if imagining Shane actually in bed felt strangely impossible with that clean-cut face of his. Later that night, after the game against Boston, Hayden could not sleep. The game had been typical enough where Ilya Rozanov was concerned. Ilya had been his usual insufferable self, smirking across the ice like he owned the rink and chirping Shane in Russian that sounded suspiciously flirty. But rivals were going to rival, so Hayden pushed the thought aside. Still, insomnia gripped Hayden tightly. He had forgotten the melatonin gummies Jackie always packed in his travel bag, complete with her usual lecture on self-care. Too restless to stay in bed, he wandered the hotel hallways in his sweats, barefoot, hoping for anything that might quiet the buzz in his head. He had just reached Shane’s door when a sound stopped him cold. It was a moan that carried clearly through the thin walls. “Shit…” the voice rasped. Hayden’s pulse jumped. His first thought was injury. Maybe Shane had aggravated something in the third period and was toughing out the pain alone. Or perhaps he had hit the bar too hard after the game and was now regretting it. Or, more awkwardly, their strait-laced captain had turned up some hotel porn and forgotten to keep the volume down. Then another moan drifted, followed by a breathless, accented growl. Hayden froze. He recognized it instantly for what it was: pure, unfiltered sex.
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After being caught in an intimate moment at a club, Ilya has fun on Twitter after multiple accounts tweet at him and Shane. Or Hollanov gets caught being really touchy at a club
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