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into your earthly hands by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-10-22
"Rozy," Brian, the team doctor says, "talk to me, buddy. That puck clipped you pretty good, how’s the pain?"
Ilya blinks. He clenches his jaw against a wave of nausea. He rests his cheek on the ice, and the cold helps a little.
"Bad. Very bad." He swallows. "Is Shane here?"
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or, in the final MTL/BOS game of the year, ilya takes a puck to the head.
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- #77302971
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home is wherever i'm with you by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-05-16
Shane wants to stay right here. He wants to stare at Ilya forever. He wants to count Ilya’s moles, his eyelashes, his breaths. To memorize every part of him. Moments like this, it’s hard to think about the things they denied themselves, all the time that they wasted. When it comes to Ilya he wants and wants and wants.
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A rainy morning in bed.
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Rozanov made a dismissive noise. “No, no, I will pick you up. Send me your address.”
“I’m not giving you my home address.”
“Why not!”
“Because you’ll probably post it on social media to psych me out before our next game.”
That made Rozanov laugh. “It is good idea,” he said. Stopped laughing. Started again. Blew out a breath like he had to get himself together. “I might do this to you,” he allowed, “but you have nice boyfriend living with you now. I would not do this to him. You are safe.”
In which Ilya Rozanov adopts himself into Scott and Kip's household and refuses to leave. Kip finds this very sweet. Scott is going to kill him.
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- #79825931
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Shane Hollander is a man who thrives on structure, routine, the solid ground of a ten-year plan. Ilya likes that about him, likes the embracing squeeze of having a life organized in tandem with Shane.
No one would call Ilya a man who thrives on structure. But it’s there, if not in his DNA then in the patterns of his brain. A call-and-response of: they do this, I do that.
When Ilya’s life is flayed open for the world to dissect, how will they push-and-pull their way back towards what was once a well-organized life?
“I thought we could go through the fixtures and figure out what days we’ll be in the same cities this season, or when either of us have a couple of days off in a row. Maybe make a shared calendar, so we c—”
“A sex calendar? Your parents are arriving in thirty minutes, and you are proposing making a sex calendar?” Oh, this was delicious. He’d be able to eat out on this for years, if Shane was willing to give him that long.
“It’s not a sex calendar! It’s just … when we might be able to see each other,” he finished, already sounding defeated.
“And what are you planning on doing when we are seeing each other? Not fucking?”
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“Bella broke up with JJ.”
Shane stopped dead. He swore the temperature in the kitchen dropped two degrees. “What? Noooooooo.” The neck of his T-shirt was suddenly too tight. He curled a finger in the elastic and pulled. Air. He needed air.
Hayden’s voice was lowered to a frightened whisper, “We’re Code Red, buddy. Code fucking Red.”
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Marian Kasel @MarianKaselESPN
Asked about facing a divided #Metros team tomorrow, Boston #Raiders Captain Ilya Rozanov says, "We don't need it, but if they want to give us [an] advantage..."> Marian Kasel @MarianKaselESPN
"Of course, Hollander's weak backhand is all the advantage we need. Maybe Pike finally pointed that out to him," Rozanov adds tongue-in-cheek. "It is true, but also [an] insult from Montreal's 15th best player."Or: Shane Hollander and Hayden Pike appear to be fighting. While the internet tries to figure out what might have happened there, Rozanov has a theory of his own – one that makes the looming Metros-Raiders match-up even more competitive.
- Part 1 of The Saga of the Weak Backhand
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Scott Hunter claims there are no other gay hockey players in the MLH, or at least none he's met.
Ilya Rozanov is a smart dresser, a catty bitch, and a flirt.
Kip Grady is starting to think maybe his boyfriend is a little gaydar-ically challenged, but he loves him anyway. He'll just have to show him the light, one $40 bet at a time.
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- #81399221
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The camera is zooming slowly in on Shane, sitting on a bench in a locker room with his gear most of the way on, starting to lace up his skates. There’s a steaming hot coffee in a paper cup and a donut set neatly on a napkin on the bench beside him. Text appears in the space above the items and proclaims: Extra fuel, for when it’s time to cream Boston.
Dunkin’ Donuts puts Ilya in an ad campaign. Tim Hortons responds in kind. After years of on-ice rivalry, this might actually be the thing that causes the hottest point of contention.
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Kip sometimes teases Scott for how he prefers to stay off social media. But after some of the responses to his very public coming out, it's a survival mechanism more than not caring. Even Kip is less connected online than he used to be.
So the first sign Scott has that something had happened is when his coach catches him after practice — he stayed late to help two of the rookies — and tells him that management wants to talk to him as soon as possible.
Shane Hollander has been traded to the Admirals.
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batteries not included by insatiablegaydesire
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-22
They’re in Boston on Ilya’s couch when it happens. They’ve lapsed into a comfortable silence, a muted game on in the background, Ilya’s head in Shane’s lap and Shane’s fingers in his hair. Ten minutes ago, they were tugging and twisting and curling; four minutes ago, they grew slow and tepid. When they go entirely still, Ilya turns in his lap to look up at him, ready to chirp him for falling asleep, but his breath catches in his throat at what he finds instead. Shane is not asleep, but he is not awake either. While visiting his boyfriend, Shane has a verbal shutdown in front of a woefully-unprepared Ilya for the first time.
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- #80004906
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“You’re such an asshole,” Shane mutters into his crossed forearms. They don’t have time for Ilya to linger like this, not in the middle of the season, butted up against their inflexible schedules. The cottage is a distant memory, months behind and months to go.
“What would you do if we had more time?”
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“You can give me another, can’t you?” Ilya says, his voice stickily sweet.
Ilya overstimulates Shane to tears, just how he wants.
- Part 2 of Kink at the Cottage (hollanov oneshots)
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“No, I mean you and Shane – I mean, Jane. You’ve made up.”
Ilya lurches towards her, halfway out of his seat before his brain catches up with him. He lets himself drop back into the couch, though the smug glimmer on Sveta’s face tells him the damage is done. He’s given the game away.
That doesn’t mean he can’t try regardless. “That’s – no, I don’t know a Shane,” he protests.
After the cottage, Svetlana lets on she knows, Ilya tries to play dumb, and Shane takes it a lot better than Ilya may have ever dreamed – roughly in that order.
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“I think I would like to know what a creampie tastes like here in Ottawa.”
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Shane is finally ready to come out on his own terms in an emotional Instagram post about his relationship with Ilya... The only problem is everyone thinks he was hacked. To be fair, Ilya writing: No is true, I'm gay for Hollander, did not help.
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Easy but competitive by RatedEforEmotion
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-15
"Let's see who cracks first then." "Is that a fucking challenge, Rozanov?" He asks with a shit eating grin on his face. "You bet it is." "Alright." Shane extends a hand. "Bring it on." And oh, Ilya intends to. Ilya loved days like this. It was sunny, the kind of sunny that made the grumpiest people happy. The Canadian birds were chipping away and Shane was playing some God awful music. The lake was calm, glassy in places, broken only by the soft lap of water against the dock. Shane had taken over the entire cottage with noise and movement- bare feet on wood, the screen door slamming, laughter echoing out across the trees. Ilya loved the way the air smelled like pine and warm water , loved the ache in his shoulders from swimming too long, loved lazy lunches that stretched into the afternoon and conversations that didn’t go anywhere important. He loved how quiet his mind felt here, how the days asked nothing of him except to be present. But most of all Illya loves that all of his days seemed to be like this. His stay at the cottage has been extended so many times both he and Shane know he'll be here as long as possible, likely untill start of the season. "Do you want ice-cream?" Shane asks, sitting down on the swing while purposely letting their legs touch as he types something onto his phone. "Dad says there was a discount at the store, he could drop us off some." "Hollander, do your parents know you're a millionaire?" Illy scoffs, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "So, you don't want the ice-cream?" "Of course I do." He grins, looking out over the lake. "When can David bring it to us?" "Stop calling him David, it's weird." Shane grumbles, furrowing his brows. "What should I call him?" Illya smiles, reaching over and soothing his eyebrows because he can. He can just reach over and do little things without it being questioned, without Shane wondering why he's doing it. Because it's not weird to cuddle your boyfriend, it's not weird to soothe him or even call him nicknames. Ilya wonders if Shane would like that. What would they even call eachother? "He'll bring it over in like 20 minutes." Shane says, breaking him away from his thoughts. "Good." He says, letting his fingers go up into Shane's hair and watching as the other man molds into it, sliding closer and letting Ilya play with his hair. "You're very easy." "Excuse me?" He finally puts down his phone, his gaze, although offended, finally landing on Ilya. "I am not easy." "You are, Hollander. Let's be honest." Ilya grins, God he loves fireing him up. "Fuck off." Shane scoffs, pulling back a bit. "You're easier than me." "I am not." He says, getting offended himself even when he knows they're both purposely firing eachother up. "Even if I was, I am better at resisting than you." "You are not." Shane says, staring him down. "It's not my fault you're the one always staring things. If I even tried you would fold so fast." Ilya stares at him, Shane cannot possibly be serious. They have been doing this for the better part of a decade and it is very obvious Shane has always been easier. It started with him being less experienced and following Ilya's lead but over the years it's just the way they work. Yes, Ilya starts things but that's because Shane always goes for it with enthusiasm. "Is that so?" He raises his eyebrows. "Try then. Let's see who cracks first." "Is that a fucking challenge, Rozanov?" He asks with a shit eating grin on his face. "You bet it is." "Alright, game on." Shane extends a hand. "Bring it on." And oh, Ilya intends to. He, of course, is the first to make a move and it's as soon as just ten minutes later when David brings them ice cream. They're eating it in the kitchen, still mildly bantering about who will last longer, when he starts. He holds Shanes eyes, sucking the vanilla ice-cream off the tip of his spoon. He watches Shane's lips part and does it again, letting some ice cream drip out and off the corner of his lip before slowly licking it. Ilya knows he has a big ego, he has always been told so, but he knows it's not just his ego talking when it comes to giving head. Ilya is amazing at it, he's amazing with his mouth and he knows Shane knows so. He knows Shane is thinking about it as he watches his suck the spoon. "Fuck you." Shane whispers. "That's playing dirty." "Nei." Ilya shakes his head, putting the spoon down. "It's playing exactly as this is to be played." "Whatever." Shane says, looking away. Ilya grins, watching the skin under his freckles darken. That evening, as he's sitting at the couch and scrolling through his phone he can feel Shane come up behind him. His elbows rest on the backrest of the couch right behind Ilya and he leans in, whispering into his ear. For a moment Ilya thinks his brain is messing with him, that he's forgotten English words again but then he catches up, realising Shane is whispering French into his ear. "Fuck off with that croissant shit." He says with a chuckle. He knows what Shane was going for but Ilya prefers his dirty talk in languages he understands.
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Ilya plans to win the Stanley cup and knows exactly how he wants to celebrate. OR While teasing Shane, Ilya shares a fantasy where his boyfriend wears a Rozanov jersey. Shane struggles with the conflicting feelings this fantasy evokes. -- Ilya pulled one hand to Shane’s knee and began to walk his fingers up the man’s thigh, now playing at nonchalance, even as his voice deepened. He held Shane’s gaze, capturing his full attention. “Imagine it. I finish the game, I celebrate on ice with my team, I hold the Cup up for cameramen to get good shot of me. I go to the press conference. I go to the after party… Then I come home…” “And I’m in your bed wearing only a Rozanov jersey, yeah? Number eighty-one?” Ilya grinned, dropping another open-mouthed kiss on Shane’s belly, never breaking eye contact. “I knew you would understand.”
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“Worried?” said Shane. “Oh, no, I wouldn’t say I was worried. Just curious, I guess.” It was his worried voice. His thinking-too-hard voice. But Ilya was a nice boyfriend, so he wouldn’t point it out. “Curious about what, then?” “Well, like I said earlier,” Shane said. “You cried. When I…when I said I love you.” Shane wants a debrief on the whole love confession thing. Ilya thinks Shane is nosy (recently he has learned to say this), but he is not in the habit of saying no to his boyfriend, so...feelings it is.
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Five people get a glimpse of Ilya Rozanov and the one person who has seen him all along.
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Shane has a dream. Ilya gets possessive.
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