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High At The Cottage by K_booklover98
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
Ilya brings weed to the cottage one summer, gets Shane really high and they have stoned, sweet, lazy, and indulgent sex
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“For our next session, I’d like you to list all the reasons why you’re so resistant to the idea of taking antidepressants.” Ilya sometimes resents that therapy is so much work. And that it has the audacity to actually help. Now to talk to Shane about the sex thing.
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“What, do they think I’m not checking my phone when I know they’re planning to be here around five?” Shane asks. “I wanted them to text once, not to spam me.” “Is good for them to do,” Ilya points out. “Imagine if they had planned being one hour early. You were not checking then.” Shane blushes and Ilya smirks at him. “Well, that was your fault,” Shane says. --- Shane and Ilya's dinner with Shane's parents after episode 6. Shane’s parents text their ETA forty-five, thirty, and fifteen minutes before their arrival at the cottage. “What, do they think I’m not checking my phone when I know they’re planning to be here around five?” Shane asks. “I wanted them to text once, not to spam me.” “Is good for them to do,” Ilya points out. “Imagine if they had planned being one hour early. You were not checking then.” Shane blushes and Ilya smirks at him. “Well, that was your fault,” Shane says. “My fault I gave you best blowjob of your life?” “I don’t know about that, I’ve had some pretty good blowjobs,” Shane says. “Yes,” Ilya says, backing Shane up against the kitchen counter and bracketing him with his arms. “From me.” “Not only you.” “Only good ones were from me. I know this. You know this.” “Fuck you,” Shane says, which means yes. “Maybe,” Ilya murmurs, “I need to show you again. Remind you. Break my own record for giving the best blowjob Shane Hollander ever had.” Shane kisses him, desperate and urgent, but unfortunately they're interrupted by his phone buzzing and the sound of a car pulling up outside. “Oh my god, they just texted again,” Shane says. “I already responded the last two times.” “Tell them five minutes,” Ilya says, pressing a kiss to Shane’s neck. As he hoped, Shane squirms. Ilya has no intention to actually make Shane’s parents wait in the car while he gives Shane another blowjob, but he loves how Shane gets when Ilya teases him. “No way,” Shane says, typing. “I’m telling them to come in. Just be aware it will be like this whenever we see them, I guess.” Ilya grins. Honestly, after he got over the initial shock and awkwardness, he pretty much had the time of his life at Shane’s parent’s place. It felt nice not to hide, and to be with people who seemed to like his being there well enough, and to be able to show how fucking proud he was of Shane without fear. Combined with the vodka and the pasta, Ilya thinks they pretty much all got off to the best start possible. They hear the front door open, and then Shane’s parents’ voices. “Hello? Shane? Ilya? It’s us!” “It’s mom and dad! We’ll wait for you in the kitchen!” “They think we have to be in bedroom to fuck? That we cannot be fucking in the kitchen?” Ilya whispers. Shane’s eyes go wide and he makes a sort of frantic shushing noise. Ilya loves him so damn much. He presses a kiss to Shane’s temple, takes a step back and lets him out of his arms. “We’re already in the kitchen, it’s fine, you can come in,” Shane calls towards his parents. “Please don’t act like we traumatised you or something, Dad.” “Just being respectful,” David says, as he steps into the kitchen, Yuna close behind him. Yuna is carrying several tupperware boxes filled with different foods. David is holding a bottle of vodka. No offence to Shane’s mom, but Ilya knows who he is bonding with more out of the two of them so far. “Figured I’d bring this,” David says, smiling, holding the bottle out to Ilya. “Thank you,” Ilya says. “I will put it in freezer until dinner.” He makes sure to open the freezer only when David is not looking, so he won’t see that Ilya has better vodka in there that he brought to the cottage. Ilya doesn’t want to make David feel like the gift isn’t special or appreciated. Shane is going through Yuna’s boxes. “Mom,” he says. “Who is supposed to eat all of this?” “I can leave the leftovers with you,” Yuna says. “Make sure you have enough proper food for the next couple of days.” “I have plenty of proper food here,” Shane says. “I cooked burgers! They weren’t even macrobiotic.” “Is true,” Ilya says. “We have been eating tasty things.” He winks at Shane when his parents aren’t looking. Shane scowls but he blushes, too. “That’s great,” Yuna says. “It’s good to have comfort food once in a while even as an athlete. Shane needs to relax sometimes and enjoy himself.” “I make sure. Is no problem.” “Okay!” Shane says loudly, grabbing a tupperware box of chicken. “I will take these to the barbecue. Ilya?” Ilya follows him outside, grinning.
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I could be the one, or your new addiction it’s all in my head but I want non-fiction Ilya said Shane was bad at sexting. Shane, never one to back down from a challenge, decides to prove him wrong.
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Shane does a photoshoot for an athletic magazine. Ilya is not in fact okay about it.
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If he hadn’t been tied to the bed, arms and legs secured with burgundy silk to each of the four posts, he was sure he would have been floating away. “Moy posyl'nyy,” my bellboy. ------ They have time, Ilya intends to use it. ** can be read as a stand-alone **
- Part 2 of Bellboy
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5 Times Ilya Was Confused by a Canadianism by ARustySpork
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
+ 1 time he completely understood
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Should Have Known Better by Pickle_Chips
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
“But you should get tested, it’s important. I go every three months. Like the dentist. My dick is very healthy.” “Well…good, I guess.” Shane didn’t have a rebuttal. It was a good point actually. “Wait, you go to the dentist every three months? I thought it was supposed to be six?” “You cannot possibly be this boring, Hollander.” — Shane is tired, but he’s not missing a chance to see Ilya after a New York charity game. Canon compliant, deleted scene type short fluff. Shane wouldn’t miss a night with Ilya. He wouldn’t, and he wasn’t about to pretend he would. After all these years, he had made his peace with what his priorities were. He’d miss dinners, and parties, a movie premier (once), calling his mom, after game rituals, drinks with his teammates, well deserved ice-baths, and almost anything else (provided it didn’t effect his playing) for an hour with Rozanov. He wasn’t proud. But tonight… well he had missed about all of those. And Shane was frankly cranky. He had skipped lunch because, well. He had preferences for how he liked sex and hadn’t seen Rozanov in more than two months. Then he had played a brutal game against the Bears. It was a skirmish, for charity, so it shouldn’t matter but he hated the blood boiling feeling of watching Ilya across the ice, seemingly unphased by seeing him, crooked smile coming as easy as ever. He hated the taste of copper in his mouth as he took a bad fall in the fourth quarter. His hamstring hurt. His knee hurt. His ass hurt, and not in the fun way. He had watched his teammates commit to huge pasta dinners and he watched them go with more than a twinge of jealousy that came directly from his stomach. He took a shower, and he found himself fantasizing both about Ilya (a familiar kind of shame) and the take-out he was going to smash after (brand new.) He had basically stormed through Rozanov’s hotel room door about an hour ago. His hair was still damp from his after game shower. He thought he even registered a look of surprise on Rozanov’s face before slamming into him, and then slamming into the couch, all things hard and fast and crashing. He vaguely noted that this room wasn’t up to Ilya’s standards, maybe he had booked a second room just to fuck in. Fine. “Holla-oof,” Rozanov had greeted him, before being cut off by Shane basically tossing him against the flimsy Hilton wall. He looked as delicious as ever, Shane noted with more than a bit of envy and annoyance,he had also clearly just showered with low slung joggers and a black T-shirt Shane thought he must get tailored to cling to his biceps just so like that. Ilya had responded to his violence in kind, strong hands gripping Shane and lifting him off the ground, slamming him onto the hotel couch in a way that felt unstructurally sound. Shane bit his lip. “Out for revenge for your loss, Hollander? I can show you some moves, if you’re looking for a mentor.” Ilya had quipped, making quick work of Shane’s jeans. Shane didn’t have time for this, he grabbed him by the nape of his neck, pulling him down. Somewhere under the primal taking and shoving and kissing with teeth Shane felt a deep gratitude that Rozanov seemed fine with anything he threw at him. On the ice it was like he could read his mind in the worst way, blocking him, always one step ahead, one millimeter closer, but here Shane felt greedy for it. He pushed and Ilya was there to catch him. He bit and Ilya bit back, He didn’t need to explain, say “I want it rough tonight,” he didn’t need to say anything. It was choreography. It was a play. Rozanov knew his positions so well. Shane thought he was going to get exactly what he wanted, Rozanov, hard and fast and with minimal posible quips, until about 15 minutes ago when he had his leg hauled up on Rozanov’s shoulder, everything slicked and aligned and perfect and- “Wait,” Shane had said, reluctantly, “stop.” His leg was killing him, throbbing pains shooting through the muscle of his thigh. Somewhere in the back of his mind he registered how instantly Ilya stopped, no comments, no hesitation. Shane had been with girls who needed to be stopped five, six times before they got the hint. He wondered if this meant he had literally never stopped Rozanov before, and surmised that probably he was mostly saying “yes yes please” with every cell in his body instead. “Not good?” Ilya asked, sliding his hand from under Shane’s ass up his leg to his ankle, which rested on Ilya’s shoulder. “No,” winced Shane, “it’s uh, god it’s really good-“ Ilya smirked, Shane scowled, “My hamstring, I think I sprained it tonight.” Recognition flooded Rozanov’s face, and if he would allow himself the luxury of imagining it, Shane thought he saw a smidge of relief there too. Ilya surveyed him, laid out beneath him, raw and hard and breathless, and ran his hand up his inner thigh with a practiced ease. “Here?” He asked, rubbing his thumb down the tight muscle. Shane shivered, winced. “Yeah, but I could, turn - “ But Ilya was already moving away from him, perfect naked ass lit by the mediocre hotel lamps. “You need ice.” He called over his shoulder, “This terrible hotel is for business meetings. It has a fridge.” Shane blinked taking in the suite for the first time. It did look like a business hotel, they had crash landed on the living room portion but there was a small fridge where Ilya was heading, with a hot plate and a sad looking Mr. Coffee. “I don’t want ice,” Shane called, reaching for a forgotten couch pillow to cover his erection. Damn Ilya for seeming perfectly at ease this naked, coming back holding an ice pack and his cigarettes, dropping both on the hotel coffee table. He stole the pillow out of Shane’s hands and spread his legs. Shane could feel himself blushing. “You’re in a bad mood, Shane Hollander.” Ilya told him dryly as he gingerly moved Shane’s dick away from the cold and pressed the ice pack just right into Shane’s thigh. It actually felt much better, Shane could feel himself unclench. Ilya reached for his cigarettes but struggled stupidly trying to light them and still hold the ice pack against Shane’s thigh. Shane sighed, took his lighter, lit it for him. Ilya looked sincerely delighted by this, like he might even laugh. Shane scowled deeper. “What has crawled up your ass?” Rozanov asked, moving his leg to stretch it out in just the way you were always taught in sports medicine.
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“Oh my god,” the intruder says, voice coming faster and higher-pitched. “Shane, what the fuck? Oh my god.” “Eeleeyah, come to my cottage,” Ilya mocks, voice muffled by Shane’s skin. “Don’t go to Russia. Come to my house instead. Is so private. No one will know…we will be completely alone. Together.” “Oh my god, is that Ilya Rozanov?” the intruder yelps like he's about to start hyperventilating. “Why is Ilya Rozanov half-naked in our kitchen, Shane?” “Okay, I know how this looks,” Shane tells Ilya, “But I mean, technically, we are still alone. Together.” or, At the cottage, Shane and Ilya meet eighteen year old Shane Hollander. This is really only a surprise for one of them. Everyone handles it as well as can be expected.
- Part 3 of my heated rivalry anon fics
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Gazonokosilka (Lawnmower) by Birds On a Concrete Wall (AmetistLex)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
"So what does this word mean? You've called me something new again." asked Shane. For the first time ever, Ilya just giggled instead of answering. "Ilya." Shane turned his head and bit Ilya's ear, failing to frown himself. "Is…" he held a long theatrical pause. "A hole in the ice." * 5 times Ilya called Shane random Russian word pet names + 1 time when Shane called him one.
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Third Round Draft Pick by arenasoundsystem (cutflowersounds)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
"Mister Rozanov," the Centaurs' GM says, standing and holding out his hand for Ilya to shake. "Welcome to Ottawa." (Or: When the Centaurs play their first game on Boston ice, half the fans in the crowd are wearing number 81.)
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the law of loving others by xiaomaomii
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
There are footsteps outside, a nurse probably, so Ilya readies himself for goodbye. It’s too soon. Too soon. How am I meant to leave him here? Bruised, without wrapping him up in that navy weighted blanket he likes. Without feeding him his stupid, regimented rabbit diet and his ginger ale? Without teasing him about his neatness habits and about the singular pass he missed in that game we played against each other years ago? Without kissing him all over–his cheeks, his lips, his eyelids, across his chest, and the curve of his spine. His scapula, where his wings must be hiding. Angel Hollander. Boring Hollander. Beautiful Hollander. That’s all he is, beautiful. Ilya’s chest feels full to bursting. If his heart were a machine, it would destroy him, and then the world, with love. OR, Shane gets hurt on the ice. Ilya does not take it well. He thinks, and thinks, and thinks.
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spinning out with no use by 5ambreakdown
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
He couldn’t quite pinpoint it, but something was there under his skin, uncomfortable enough to be known but elusive enough that he couldn’t name it. So, instead of identifying the problem and tailor-making a solution for the morning, Shane was committing the ceiling texture to memory. Again. For the third time this week. --- or, god knows why Shane can't sleep
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let them watch let them see by fivemusing
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
real hollanover @twentyfour guys why does every member of the hollander-rozanov family like to lick shane's face :0
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we keep it secret (won't let them have it) by poppypickle
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
“We had a wedding this weekend, Miss Emma! With Uncle Shane,” Ruby Pike announces during Monday morning circle time. Miss Emma nods and tries to play it cool. It was exciting when the Pike twins mentioned Uncle Shane. Like he was just their dad’s totally normal BFF instead of the greatest hockey player Canada had seen in two decades. But she wasn’t going to fangirl in front of the kids. “Well, it was a pretend wedding—” Ruby starts to clarify, but then Jade Pike interrupts her. “Uncle Ilya said if you do the rings it’s a real wedding.” Miss Emma’s eyebrows shoot up into her hairline. Uncle…Ilya? As in… “Uncle Ilya said the rings and kiss made it real so we should tell Daddy to get him and Uncle Shane a very, VERY expensive gift,” Jade continues. There’s that name again. Uncle Ilya. In the same breath as Uncle Shane. With the word kiss. That couldn’t be right… Or: Five times someone unexpected keeps Shane and Ilya’s secret, and one time they don’t have to. Featuring the Pike twins, Zane Boodram’s pregnant wife, Ilya’s neighbors, and more.
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We would be right here (one way or another) by Bellakitse
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
“Do you think if you were out, years ago, when we met, this,” he points back and forth between them. “You and I would have– I don’t know. Ended before, I guess. And then you would have tried to find a nice man in Montreal?” * David's question has been lingering in the back of Ilya's mind. He asks, Shane answers.
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To Be Remembered, Is To Be Loved by BrokenColors
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
Shane Hollander forgets his marriage. Ilya Rozanov doesn’t forget how to love him. As Shane recovers from a concussion that fractures his memories, the life they built together resurfaces in quieter ways. Through routine, touch, shared space, and an intimacy that refuses to disappear. Love, it turns out, doesn’t always need memory. Sometimes, it just needs time. -------- tl;dr - Hollanov's Amnesia AU in which Shane's last memory is July 2010, a.k.a the first time they hooked up in Toronto after shooting the commercial. Problem is, it is 2022, and they have been married for almost a year, but Shane cannot remember the past 12 years of his life with Ilya.
- Part 1 of To Be or Not To Be
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it's more than a dream, it's more than desire by EmberGlows
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-01
“If you wanted to be more… dominant. With me. I would…” Shane was sure his flush was spreading away from his cheeks down his neck and towards his chest. “I would like that. I would really like that.” He was barely aware he’d screwed his eyes shut in flustered embarrassment until Ilya, after a moment of silence, murmured his first name again. Shane opened them, dragged his eyes towards the screen, and felt his mouth go dry. Ilya was rubbing his fingers thoughtfully against the seam of his plush lips. His eyes looked dark, lust obvious. “You like being submissive for me, Hollander?” Of fucking course Ilya would know that word. Ilya had another day left in Moscow. Shane couldn’t stop thinking about him. (Or, oddly enough, Wayne Gretzky.)
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Shane’s hotel service by Wutdafuqisaaaa
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
“Sir I’m just a bellboy, you can’t treat the staff like that!” “Oh I think I know how the staff likes to be treated after all these years” Or, the roleplay scene in episode 6 extended bc it hasn’t left my mind since I first saw it.
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Shane Hollander @Shane_Hollander24:
New post on Reddit!
r/help: how to stop automatic reddit twitter updates.→ caeden @24slove:
this is just diabolical→ shauna @shauna_shane:
CAN SOMEONE HELP HIM???- Part 4 of reddit verse
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