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It's the first real day of spring, meaning the weather is actually nice and it's surprisingly warm out considering the last of the snow had only just melted over two weeks ago. It's a weird weekend; no games, no practice, no obligations. It's perfect. Then there's Ilya, washing his precious new 4Runner out in their driveway and causing Shane to lose his mind.
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you kiss me in a way that’s gonna screw me up forever by spoiledmalk
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
“Okay, fine, fine, fine. I’ll stop bugging you about Miles. Or anyone for that matter.” “Thank you.” “I do have a question, though.” Sigh. “Yes?” “Actually, two questions. One - do you know that guy across the bar? And two - do you know why he’s been looking at me like I killed his dog?” or: For some reason, Shane and Ilya keep running into each other at boring research conferences. Shane’s almost positive Ilya can’t stand him.
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Shane Hollander discovers that new massage therapist Ilya Rozanov can bring relief to more than just his back. Even though Ilya's foul mouth, his smug smile, and his constant teasing drive Shane to the absolute limits of endurance, he can't stop himself from coming back for more.
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“This is a little embarrassing but, would you happen to know if Shane is single or not? And you know, open to… someone like me? A man?” Ilya felt his heartbeat speeding up, his breath rising. What the fuck. Ilya gets very angry when a producer of an ad that Shane and Ilya have to film takes interest in his boyfriend. Possessive Ilya!!!! Takes place after cottage episode. They are boyfriends :) Ilya was shooting for some ad, theatrically drinking a sports drink, while fake wind was blowing his hair back, and he couldn’t wait for it to be over. Him and shane were asked to do this silly advertisement video, the brand wanting to use their ‘rivalry’ as a way to sell the product. Little did they know Shane and Ilya weren’t rivals anymore (if they ever really were) in fact they were boyfriends now. Ilya still thought it was a crazy idea to grasp, having a boyfriend. But when he remembered that it also meant that it was Shane Hollander who was his boyfriend, he felt pretty content with the label. Shane had already left the set half an hour ago as he was finished with his scenes already. Ilya knew the producer on the set quite well, Daniel, he was a few years older than Ilya, he was pretty sure he was 30 years old. Daniel was a handsome tall guy with dark brown hair and a thick brown beard. Shane and Ilya have worked with Daniel a few times over the years. Ilya liked the guy, he knew Shane did too, he was fun to work with. However, Ilya hadn’t missed how Daniel and Shane had chatted earlier today. Daniel was standing a bit too close to Shane for Ilya’s liking. He even noticed Daniel had touched Shane’s arm, Ilya had to hold himself back to not push Daniel away with force. He never liked when others touched Shane outside of hockey. On the field it was fine, it was part of the game, but he didn’t think there was any need for anyone to be touching Shane outside of games. But Ilya would almost consider Daniel as a friend, him and Ilya even went to the bar once after a shoot, so he had ignored his discontent with that unnecessary arm-touch for the moment. “Okay I got your shot, thanks man,” Daniel told Ilya. Ilya nodded, finally the shoot was done. He was about to walk away from the set when Daniel suddenly stopped him. “Hey man, wanna get a beer after? We could watch tonight’s game at the bar?” Ilya thought about it, he knew Shane wouldn’t be home because he was going to have dinner with some family, so Ilya wouldn’t be able to see him until after dinner meaning he had some time to kill anyway. So he didn’t see why not. “Yeah sure, let’s do it,” he told Daniel. Some time later they were at the bar, having a decent time, but he couldn’t help but wish he was with Shane right now. Since they had spend the 2 weeks together at the cottage and become official, Ilya felt even more in love with Shane than ever. Which he didn’t even think was possible. Now that he knew what it was like to spend everyday with him, every moment he didn’t spend with Shane felt like a waste of his time. All that Ilya could do was look forward to the moment he would see Shane again. It felt like he was addicted to Shane. He craved him, constantly. Daniel interrupted his thoughts, “Hey man, I have a weird question.” Ilya noticed he looked a little nervous. “Okay.” Ilya said, curious where this was going. “So um, you’re quite close with Shane right? Shane hollander?” Daniel asked, looking at him expectingly. “Well yeah, a little, I guess,” Ilya lied. He wasn’t sure if he liked where this was going. Was Daniel onto them? “Yeah, exactly… So I was wondering…” Daniel stopped mid sentence. This drew Ilya crazy. “What, wondering what?” he asked him. Daniel continued, “This is a little embarrassing but, would you happen to know if Shane is single or not? And you know, open to… someone like me? A man?” Ilya felt his heartbeat speeding up, his breath rising. What the fuck. He couldn’t believe what Daniel had just asked him. Or what the hell he would possibly answer to this question, so he just stared at his friend. Daniel continued: “Because I’m going to be so honest with you man… I think he’s so fucking hot. Like jesus… The things I would do to-“ “Okay okay. Enough. I got it.” Ilya cut Daniel off. What the fuck was happening. Ilya felt sick in his stomach. Daniel was trying to fucking hit on Shane. And Ilya knew that could absolutely never happen. Never. Shane was off limits. Ilya was livid. He frowned and rubbed his forehead with his fingers, unsure how to deal with this situation. “Well? Do you know?” Daniel then asked, getting impatient. “Do I know what?”, Ilya snarled. “If he’s single or not?” Ilya sighed, this guy is fucking annoying, he thought. “I highly doubt it,” Ilya said, a little more angry than he intended. Daniel nodded. “Yeah you’re probably right. I mean why would he be, right? He’s so good looking dude. Those eyes…” Ilya was boiling inside. Who the fuck did this guy think he was? Shane was his. No one else could talk about him like this. Or even think about him like this for that matter. “And that ass…” Daniel continued. “Okay man I think you should stop talking” Ilya tried to interrupt him. He was so fucking pissed. He wanted Daniel to shut up. “If I got the chance, I would fuck him so-“ That was Ilya’s last straw, before he could think, he punched his friend right in his face. Ilya saw red. “Dude what the fuck,” Daniel groaned. Everyone in the bar gasped out of shock and that’s when Ilya realized what he just did. He quickly grabbed his jacket and ran out of the bar. He got in his car and drove home as fast as he could. He was still shaking with anger. He couldn’t deal with someone talking about Shane like that, his own friend at that. He couldn’t say he was exactly shocked though, he knew damn well that Shane was gorgeous. There were probably thousands of people out there that would do anything for a chance with Shane, and Ilya didn’t blame them. He hadn’t felt this jealous though since Shane dated Rose Landry,
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When Silence Starts Speaking by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-20
Plagued with the issues of his family past and present, Ilya Rozanov finds himself in the media's eyes for all the wrong reasons recently with no end in sight. When the team decides enough is enough with the drinking and whoring, Ilya is suddenly faced with a new issue to tackle—team omega Shane Hollander. Shane is up for the task of getting the Russian alpha under control for the season, but are they both up for the unexpected heated connection between them that follows?
Note: Does contain spoilers for books 2 and 6 of the Game Changers series (Shane & Ilya's stories)
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Shane realizes Ilya is stuggling being around people who don't speak his native language. Shane decides to learn, but after some difficulty, he decides to simply learn the words he knows they use the most.
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"No," Shane said again, a minute or so later. "No?" Ilya mumbled against Shane's skin. "Not good," Shane said petulantly. Ilya pulled his face away from Shane's shoulders and opened his eyes, though he couldn't make out much. Some horrible realization was building in his chest, and he wasn't sure he wanted to see it clearly. Still, he asked, "You're not good?" Shane sighed like he was in pain. "Not good enough." Or Ilya reminds Shane how good he is. Playing with Shane was electric. Ilya had gotten a taste for it during their All-Stars game in Florida, when they'd finally been put on the same team for the first time in their competitive careers, but that was nothing compared to playing for the Ottawa Centaurs together. Ilya was the captain, but sometimes it felt like they shared the position. Their other teammates certainly treated Shane with enough reverence that he may as well have been their co-captain. "Assistant captain at best," said Ilya when he and Shane talked about it. Shane threw his head back in laughter in that way that showed off the long expanse of his neck. Ilya wanted to bite him. "Fuck you," said Shane through another laugh. Ilya grinned, all teeth like a shark, and gave into his base desires to sing his teeth into Shane's skin, just hard enough to make him yelp. "I don't really think of myself like that, you know that, right?" Shane asked him sometime later, when they were naked and sweaty, and Ilya was already thinking about how much they needed to change their sheets. "Like what?" Ilya asked distantly, his thoughts were still sluggish from sex. "Like a co-captain or an assistant captain or whatever. We all think of you as the captain." Shane pulled him close. "Me included." Ilya's thoughts cleared just enough for him to tease. "Is lie. Otherwise, you would call me captain in bed." Shane's cheeks turned red, his whole face turned red, all the way down his neck. He scrunched up his face like a kitten. "Gross," laughed Shane. "I don't want to think about you like that when I'm on the ice." "Gross?" gasped Ilya, offended. Shane laughed again, this time louder than before. See? Electric. Ilya had never felt anything like it. They played together and practiced together—except when Coach Wiebe separated them because they were being annoying—and went home together every night. They didn't win all their games, which Shane said he expected, but Ilya found annoying, but they won most of them, and every time Ilya was off the ice, he would have to fight the urge to pin Shane down in the showers and fuck him. For the first time, Ilya's life was full. He played for Ottawa with his husband and went home to his husband's family. He spent time with Yuna and David and let himself pretend that they were his parents too. They certainly liked to refer to themselves as such, which Ilya loved and also found unnerving. He'd never realized how scary it was to have something to lose. Things went from the empty to the grey of winter to the bright, stinging heat of summer after Shane joined his team, after they got married, after they moved in together and didn't have to sleep in separate beds. Every day, even in the frigid Canadian cold that came late in the year, felt like that first summer at the cottage to Ilya. But it wasn't all sunshine, as much as Ilya had hoped it would be. It was pretty close, almost perfect, but there was something that Ilya couldn't ignore. "Fuck Montreal," Tanner said, a sneer in his words. They trashed Montreal more than they did any other team, which was to be expected from Ottawa, but had only gotten worse following Shane's leaving the team. "They're not all bad," Shane said with a sigh, needlessly diplomatic. "Oh?" Tanner asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "Should we let them win then?" Shane shook his head. He looked like he was smiling indulgently, but Ilya didn't miss the way the muscles in his neck strained slightly. He hadn't slept much leading up to this game, and Ilya could see the dark circles under Shane's dark freckles. He didn't like them. "Fuck no," Shane said with a soft laugh. They won their game against Montreal, unsurprisingly. They were a better team. Shane had carried Montreal for years, and they were finally learning what it meant to be without their star player. Especially considering that Hayden was across the ice looking at Shane like a kicked puppy. Ilya left the rink with vindication clinging to his teeth like blood. He slapped Bood on the back roughly, and the two of them grinned at each other. The other players were congratulating Shane, who was smiling politely at each of them. Not one of the smiles touched his eyes, and something unnerved grew in Ilya's stomach. “Going out tonight?" Luca asked with that chipper grin that made every like him. "Sure," Shane agreed first, which was more worrying than the lack of sleep. Ilya's eyebrows furrowed, but when Luca turned to look at him, he nodded enthusiastically. "You heard him," Ilya said with the brightest grin he could manage. The bar they went to felt more like a club for how packed it was, and despite Ilya's latent desires to be out among people, loud music blasting in his ears as he swallowed down a few shots of Vodka, he'd never wanted to head home more. He nearly told Shane as much, nearly pulled him aside, and pressed his lips to Shane's collarbone to get what he wanted.
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Florida felt illicit. Their hotel had been on the beach, steps from the sand. Hallways had smelled of sunscreen and salt water. The view from their balcony had been sky and ocean, shades of the same blue. Everything had glistened. Everything had pulsed. Ilya had worn the skimpiest pair of swim trunks Shane had ever seen in his life. Neon blue, nearly nonexistent, low on Ilya’s hips, so Shane had spent at least five minutes every hour blinking back the shock. He had tried to read by the pool—he really had. He’d stretched out on a lounge chair, book on his chest, sunglasses on, telling himself he was being relaxed. He’d even gotten in two whole pages before the sun had vanished. “You are ignoring me,” Ilya had announced. Then he’d climbed right into Shane’s lap. Not beside him. Not over him. Straddling him. Shane’s book had sailed off his stomach and onto the pool deck. He’d reached toward it reflexively but halted when Ilya cupped his face, and his thumbs rubbed the edges of Shane’s sunglasses. or hollanov take a lil pre-holiday break in the sun
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better whip me if i misbehave by evilrussianprincess
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-19
Ilya decides to make Shane jealous, and Shane won't let him get away with it. Or - the whiny, pathetic top Ilya fic where Shane makes Ilya beg for it.
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Ilya tutted. “Uhm like Father Christmas- Santa Claus, yes? Only, on New Year. Old man visits home, walks through front door, and greets children with present. Less creepy than Santa Claus.” Shane furrowed his eyebrows. “You think Santa is creepy?” “Listen to song, Shane. He sees you when you’re sleeping- knows when you’re awake..” Ilya waved a hand and scrunched up his face as he gently leaned over to inspect the small Christmas village people. “He watches like some pervert.” Shane surprises Ilya by decorating for christmas....Shane gets railed....and Ilya makes the Hollander parents cry.
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Their teammates, all of their teammates, were staring at them with smirks on their faces. He turned back to Ilya, who had a cocky grin. Of course he did, Shane thought. Ilya was a man of no shame. He was confident and sexy, and he knew it. Shane was sure Ilya would fuck him in front of the whole world if he let him. -- OR -- After a win, Ilya treats Shane to a night of rewards. Their teammates hear their celebrations.
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heart on my sleeve (not where it should be) by thatgayprince
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-18
Hollander had made one attempt to give back his clothes a year or so ago but Ilya had brushed him off with an excuse he couldn't remember now. Hollander hadn't asked again. And Ilya liked seeing Hollander in his clothes- or well, he didn't usually see them on Hollander, but knowing that he had them was enough. Ilya didn't have an explanation why he liked it so much. He tended not to think about it too much. - or: 5 times they wear something of each other secretly and one time they take it off
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Maybe You're a Bad Idea, But I'm Loving Every Minute of It by Waste_the_night
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-17
'He forces his eyes up to the array of moles along Rozanov’s chest and arms. The highlight of tonight’s ‘boring sex’ as Rozanov put it. Shane wants to connect the scattered marks all over his body. He wants to build a topographic map of Ilya Rozanov and burn it to memory. “Your beauty marks…” He sits up on his elbows. “My what?” He looks down his body, like he’s trying to figure out what Shane is talking about. Shane climbs into his lap, cupping Rozanov’s face in his hands. “Beauty marks… these.” He pokes the prominent mole that rests on his cheek. The one Shane has been dreaming about since the moment they met as teenagers.' ----- AKA - Shane is a little bit obsessed with Ilya's moles... Sex ensues.
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I Will Follow You Into the Dark by andmynewlymeltedheart
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), Heated Rivalry- Rachel Reid
2025-12-17
Ilya Rozanov is looking for a fight, and Shane Hollander is looking for Ilya.
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been very naughty this year by mae, onthewaytosomewhere (mae)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
Shane barely gets inside the door before Ilya is pressing him against it. So hard the frame rattles. His back hits the door, his heartbeat still pounding in his ears from the win. Adrenaline and muscles and, oh, the pride in his veins. A tangle of it, slick and humming in his veins. Ilya is there right away, hands at his jaw and then at his jacket, mouth nuzzling at his neck. Mouth wide, hungry, and hot, and whispering victory against Shane’s throat. Shane laughs— short, happy, gasping—because they won. Because the arena is still ringing in his ears, because Ilya is staring at him like he hung the fucking moon. “You have been very naughty this year.” He says it low, right by Shane’s ear. The words are a purr of heat against Shane’s skin. “Oh yeah?” Shane says, and he doesn’t know how his voice comes out so loose. His head tilts back against the door. Ilya hums. Lips brushing the column of his throat. “Very.” OR hollanov smut where Ilya unwraps and takes care of his favorite gift
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I'll chase you on the dancefloor by Shutupandance
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
This time, Shane is not going to freak out on him, he’s not going to leave, he’s not going to throw away the only thing he has wanted for years, just for the chance of living a lie, just for the chance of having a normal life that is only full of pretence. So, as soon as Ilya moves away from the girl, Shane follows. Or, the club scene goes differently.
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Dancing in a Crowded Room by ChuisPlusQueRien
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-16
Shane is tired of resisting. Ilya is happy to help.
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Ilya picks up on the third ring, breathing heavily into the phone. Shane hears a door slam shut through the device. “Do not yell at me.”
Shane stares at the half-empty bottle of vodka on the coffee table. “You suck.”
“I suck? I scored hat-trick! In your stupid body! I have not eaten in six hours, Hollander. I have not pissed. I have not laid down. I want to go home.”
“Rozanov–”
“Your mother has called twenty times. Your manager has called thirty times. Your father text me picture of crossword puzzle and ask for help. Clue is about American President from the 1980s. I cannot help!”
OR: the hollanov bodyswap fic.
- Part 3 of cjo + hr
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“I want you to fuck me, Rozanov,” is the first thing Shane says as soon as the door closes behind him. “Hello to you too, Hollander. It’s good to see you. Want some coffee?” — After a bad game, Shane seeks out Ilya to relieve some tension in a purely physical way. Or at least that's what he tells himself. It's not that he wants to be comforted. Definitely not.
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taste of control by beetlesandstars, kryptonian
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
“So,” Ilya starts, drumming his fingers on his knees. “You want tuna melt when we get home?” “What?” Shane says, distracted. “We just had dinner.” “Yes,” Ilya says. “But you had children’s portion.” Shane sends him an incredulous look. “I had two servings.” “Of baby food.” “Ilya.” “Shane.” Shane sighs. “Can we not do this? Please.” Unfortunately for Shane, they must do this. Or: Shane's restrictive eating versus Hayden Pike and Ilya Rozanov.
- Part 1 of cjo + hr
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