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take the crown, shut it down, 'bout to steal the show by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-14
Shane doesn't even have to look up to know that Ilya is grinning, a feral, vicious thing as he knots his fingers in Shane's hair and tugs, just hard enough for Shane to let out a whine. The dull ache reverberates down his nerves, as he opens his mouth and pants, sucking down lungful after lungful of Ilya's sweat and musk, salt straight from his skin as he noses at the hem of his shirt.
“Is good, we won,” Ilya murmurs, stroking his hand through Shane's hair. “Have been wanting to show—have been wanting to give prize.” He pauses, and Shane knows his next words are going to be a cruel gift, a dagger of lust straight between his ribs. “And Hollander has been eager to show off, yes? Three goals,”—he whistles, low and mocking as Shane shifts at his feet, his ears burning as Ilya cups the back of his head, scratching blunt nails over his scalp—“is like he needed to prove how bad he wants.”
OR: Ottawa wins the Stanley Cup. Everyone gets a reward.
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i meet your friends / i say they're mine by middyblue (daisyblaine)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-13
Mostly when Ilya thought of Rose he remembered those months of agony, of not being allowed to have him, of thinking that Shane didn’t want him, that Shane was better off if Ilya amputated the messy feelings and tried to forget. There had been a lot of vodka, those months. Shane wants Ilya and Rose to get to know each other. Ilya has concerns.
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too broken to fix by sochilya (93kooker)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
“Are you going to be a dick and not talk about it?” Shane finally asks. Ilya is not a dick. Not always. Only when he really wants to be. “I get worried when you’re like this.” “You will have panic attack, Hollander.” “Ilya.” Shane rolls into him and buries his face into Ilya’s chest. Ilya leans down to take a long breath of his damp hair. Being close to him should be enough. Isn’t it enough? “I’m serious. I notice things.” (or; Ilya is fucking depressed again. The only person who helps is Shane.)
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Keep Your Eyes on the Prize by MASD_1138
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
It's Shane's first game with the Ottawa Centaurs and Ilya decides to up the stakes a little.
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save a horse, ride a centaur by catknives
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
At first Shane had been doubtful about how a cowboy related to a Roman soldier, but Ilya had insisted it was based on a movie he’d watched on a plane once. He swore other people would get the reference. “We will, uh, how you say, break the internet?” Ilya had said when he pitched the idea in bed last month. “I don’t think I’ve ever said that,” Shane had replied, unable to resist the urge to be a little shit. It was their favorite type of flirting. “Is expression,” Ilya’d huffed. “I don’t think anyone’s said that in at least a decade.” “Am I not anyone? I just said it. Keep up, Hollander.” For their first Halloween together as a married couple, Ilya convinces Shane to dress up in a couple's costume.
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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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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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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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your freckles lead the way/i trace your constellations by bucksbicycle
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
The sly grin returns to Ilya’s face as he undresses, “So, will I get a - what is it - good morning?” “A happy ending?” Shane snorts, “Maybe. If you’re lucky.” “I am always lucky. I have you." -- a surprise. title from "constellations" by jade lemac
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[fond] adj. : have an affection or liking for someone “I love our friends, but after a certain point all I want is to get away from everything and just come home to you. With you. Whatever, as long as it's just-” he let out a big yawn, eyes fluttering shut, “just us. That's home.” He whispered, nuzzling in closer. Ilya watched the slowing of Shane's breath, the rise and fall of his chest, the way his eyelashes caressed his cheeks and felt that warmth again, spreading from his finger tips to his toes, coiling through his stomach and taking root in his heart. This overwhelming fondness. He was so in love with this man, and he thought about how right Shane was, even as sleep was pulling him under, the way he could understand Ilya's emotions and put a name to them even when Ilya didn't know it himself. Or: 5 times Ilya is fond of Shane and one time Shane is fond of Ilya.
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At the secluded cottage, Shane and Ilya's intimate evening takes a turn as Ilya proposes something new.
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I love you over and over again by azraelriego
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
Shane Hollander loves two things: hockey and his infuriatingly clingy husband. When Ilya slams into an unexpected rut on the ice, Shane’s the only one who can get him home before things turn feral. What starts as a very intense, very ill-timed rut turns into late-night guilt, broken pride, and an impossible wish for a family Shane will never be able to carry— until a specialist, an ultrasound, and a tiny heartbeat say otherwise.
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There was no way. Absolutely no way. The universe was a cruel mistress and there was no way Shane was spending the night with Ilya in room 1410 in this hotel and still being fit to play tomorrow. What if the Centaurs stayed in *that* hotel in Toronto one time? What if Shane and Ilya got assigned room 1410?
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kiss it better baby by weathereyehorizon
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-10
Shane and Ilya present at the NHL awards followed by an unforgettable night in a Vegas hotel suite. All is not as it seems.
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Ilya insists his broken toe counts as sex injury. Shane disagrees both with that statement, and even more with Ilya proudly telling their whole team about it. or: how a broken toe establishes itself as symbol of love.
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When Ilya had asked about making the reservation, Shane had insisted it was fine, because why wouldn’t it be? They’ve been together for years, and now Shane can finally hold Ilya’s hand in public. He doesn’t have to think of some convoluted excuse if they get caught together, because the world knows now. They don’t have to keep lying and sneaking around. No more late night rendezvous, no more deleting selfies from their text threads, no more acting like Ilya’s just a friend. They can lay it all on the line now. They can be themselves, out and proud and… And that’s a lot. And Shane feels guilty about feeling that way. They’ve waited for this moment, planned for it, and now he’s going against all the habits he’s built, he’s ruffling the feathers of his life, going against the grain so to speak. He shouldn’t think anything of it – he’s sure Ilya doesn’t. But his brain won’t stop working overtime. --- OR, Shane and Ilya go out publicly for the first time since being outed. Shane has a hard time with it.
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i don't need to know where we begin and end by sargeantwoof
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-09
Ilya, golden-haired and laughing on the ice. Ilya, his eyes glinting with smoldering, amorous desire. Ilya, fast asleep, curled up next to him, his mouth open, drooling on the pillow. Even when they fight, Shane will occasionally have to bite back that knee-jerk reaction of want, that sharp pang of need that rises when Ilya gets so annoyed he slips into Russian, when he throws his head back, his curls rustling, and gestures at Shane like, can you believe this shit? Shane doesn't think he'll ever get tired of looking at him, of soaking him in. What a relief it is to be able to. OR: Shane & Ilya are deeply, desperately in love.
- Part 2 of heated rivalry masterlist
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I'll take the bait if that's what you want by mickeysmyheart
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-08
He lets him be for a bit— letting him get some of his stretches in. When he knows that Shane’s nearly done, he skates right back over to him and plops down in front of him on the ice. Shane is to his left as he gets into position to do his first stretch. “What are you doing?” Shane asks in a harsh tone. Is he still riled up from before? Turned on and thinking about them fucking right here on the ice? OR Ilya flirts with Shane while he's trying to do his pre-game stretches and Shane is getting a little too turned on by it
- Part 3 of Hollanov Prompts
- Part 2 of In a world post TLG
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Sugar, Spice, and Hollander Measuring Everything Twice by leialoo7
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-08
Just a little Holiday Hollanov to take the edge off. Shane and Ilya turn a wholesome Christmas activity into a very serious competition because they are adorable. --- “What are you getting?” Ilya asked. “I bought everything we need to do this!” Shane came back with a ruler in hand before sitting down to start studying the instructions on the back of one of the gingerbread kit boxes. “Oh my god, Hollander, you are so boring.” Ilya said, the grin on his face betraying his attempt at an exasperated tone. “Is cookies and candy. For fun. We do not need to measure.” Ottawa - December “We are building gingerbread houses tonight.” Shane Hollander looked up from the couch where he was lying with their dog Anya sprawled against his chest. “What? Why?” “Because I saw children making them on TikTok,” his husband, Ilya Rozanov responded, haphazardly dumping grocery bags full of gingerbread kits, icing, and candy out onto the dining table while humming Mariah Carey’s ‘All I Want for Christmas Is You’ under his breath. Shane sat up gently, trying not to disturb Anya, who was still snuggling into his warmth, one ear pointed in the direction of the noise coming from the dining room. “We aren’t children.” “No,” Ilya agreed gravely. “We are better.” Shane squinted. “Are you trying to compete with kids?” “I am competing with you,” Ilya corrected. Shane smirked and finally got up from the couch to head toward the mountain of supplies that now took up their entire table, Anya trotting happily behind him. This was the first year in their entire relationship that they would get the full holiday season together. The NHL always gave them a few days off around Christmas, but it was just enough to rest and recover from months of travel, muscle aches, and getting slammed into boards and ice for a living. They still had games to play but now that they were on the same team, they got to spend all of December together. Really, they got every day and every night of the year together, which still felt like a dream after so many years of only seeing each other a handful of times during the regular season. Ilya didn’t used to care much about Christmas, happy to spend a night cooking and eating a festive meal with Shane’s parents, but this year he had decided to truly get in the spirit. Apparently starting with making a giant, sticky mess on their beautiful dining table. “You know, those kids probably had adult supervision,” Shane said. “Who’s going to supervise you while I’m busy building my masterpiece?” “That is why we have Anya, world’s best dog!” Ilya said, getting on his knees to scratch her behind her ears and kissing her on the soft fur between her eyes. Shane sighed and bent down to join their cuddle fest. “I love you, but this is going to be a disaster.” “For you, maybe,” Ilya grinned. Shane stood back up and headed toward the kitchen. “What are you getting?” Ilya asked. “I bought everything we need to do this!” Shane came back with a ruler in hand before sitting down to start studying the instructions on the back of one of the gingerbread kit boxes. “Oh my god, Hollander, you are so boring.” Ilya said, the grin on his face betraying his attempt at an exasperated tone. “Is cookies and candy. For fun. We do not need to measure.” “I want mine to stay up!” Shane explained. “Then I can have fun adding cool details once I have a perfect foundation.” Choosing to ignore the overly amused look Ilya was burning into the top of his head, Shane got to work precisely laying out cookies and carefully securing them with thin lines of icing. Just enough to ensure stability, but not so much that the icing wouldn’t dry in time. He thought it actually looked pretty good! He wanted to start adding some candy, maybe some peppermints or blue M&M’s, or it looked like Ilya had gotten some pretty cool candy that looked like snowflakes. Gummies seemed gross to add, so he planned to avoid those. Did it matter? Do people even eat their gingerbread houses or are they just for deco- His thoughts were interrupted by Ilya loudly munching on gingerbread. “Ilya! Why are you eating the roof tiles, you need those!” Shane cried out, horrified. “I am testing structural integrity,” Ilya said, still chewing. “I think it failed the test,” Shane deadpanned, gesturing to what was left of the integral roof piece. Ilya waved him off. “I will improvise. I never had these exact cookies before; they taste a bit like ones we had growing up called pryaniki.” Shane smiled at him, momentarily setting aside his very genuine concern for Ilya’s gingerbread house. Ilya didn’t talk about Russia a lot but Shane loved any glimpse into where Ilya came from. The good and the bad. “Maybe we could try making those together this week.” Ilya grinned back. “Yes, a new cookie activity for every day of the month.” “So… just ignoring the directions, then?” Shane asked, raising one eyebrow as Ilya took another bite of roof cookie. “I do not follow directions,” Ilya said, grabbing a handful of gumdrops and popping one into his mouth seductively. “I follow instincts.” “Your instincts are made of sugar.” “Yes.” They decided they would give themselves one more hour to finish up before judgment time. Shane took a look at his final product.
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Shane had to get out of the house. It was driving him stark raving mad and he could literally see the walls closing in on him.
- Part 1 of hollanov parenthood adventure ✨
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