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“No vodka?” Rozanov asks, tsking in disapproval but looking amused. “What then? What does the great Shane Hollander want when he does a good job? What is your vice, Hollander?” “Hmmmm, mangoes,” Shane sighs out wistfully. It’s not a dangerous allergy for him, but it does mean being itchy and sometimes a little queasy for a couple of days after. Really he knows that he should probably avoid them altogether, but with every other restriction he has and with how controlled he is with his life even outside of that, it’s his one little indulgence, a pressure-relief valve of one bad choice to let some steam off at the end of a season, when he carves out time in his cottage when he can make his annual bad choice and enjoy a few days of wild mango madness before he makes himself buckle back into the restraints he usually keeps his life in. He looks up when he hears Rozanov snort. “Mangoes?” Rozanov repeats, tugging his shirt over his head. “Really?” “They’re good,” Shane defends. “Better than vodka,” he adds, pointedly. (shane has food allergies but makes an exception for mangoes) (5 times ilya didn't find out about this allergy and 1 time he did)
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Unexpected by ilyarozanovsmole (nvllnv0id)
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-06-15
University student, Shane Hollander, visits the Ottawa Omega Health Clinic for his annual gynecological exam and leaves with more than he bargained for. Or the one where Shane the Virgin (😜) gets accidentally artificially inseminated with billionaire hotel heir, Ilya Rozanov’s sperm.
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Shane was fine until the fire alarm. Or, mostly fine. He was holding on. Because he knew that once practice was done, he could go home, have a nice long shower, and then hide away in his bed. There’d be no expectations of him, no one looking to him for what to do next, no one needing something from him. They’d been taking from him all day and he could feel the pieces of himself disappearing. He wasn’t sure how he’d managed to run the drills he did during practice.
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“Go?” Rozanov repeats, and Shane thinks he manages to nod, thinks he manages to spin some kind of excuse that he knows Rozanov doesn’t really buy, but he needs to go. He needs to get out of here. He needs to find somewhere quiet and calm where he can ride out this panic and painful tightness until he can catch his breath again. He needs-
He needs to go.
“I’m sorry,” he says, turning heel and resisting the urge to just book it right for the front door only because he’d rather not have to explain to Hayden why he returned from a hookup with Boston Lily in men’s clothes that he certainly didn’t leave in.
It’s not until he makes it halfway up the stairs to Rozanov’s bedroom that it occurs to him in a cold rush that it isn’t just anxiety that makes it this hard to breathe.
“No,” he tells himself firmly, white knuckling the bannister and trying to take a deep breath just to prove that he can.
It wheezes.
(how the tuna meltdown is averted through the power of food allergies and anaphylaxis)
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It does mean missing out on things like barbeques and team dinners sometimes, but it’s not as if he would have been able to participate anyway. At this point in his life, risking someone not taking his allergies seriously would mean potentially missing games, which makes it unacceptable. Jackie always makes sure he has a dish or two that’s safe when he’s over at their house, but if he was going to be the one guy sitting and drinking ginger ale instead of taking part in sharing nachos or Korean barbeque or burgers or any other delicious thing he goes in knowing he can’t have anyway, there’s no point in making a fuss about it. He eats at home, has a drink with everyone else, and he calls it a day. Easy. Safe. Foolproof. But also the reason it doesn’t occur to him that he hasn’t actually told Ilya about any of his allergies until it becomes immediately relevant five days into being at his cottage together. (how ilya learns about shane's food allergies) (and how shane learns what it's like to have someone who always saves him a seat at the table) (and who also makes sure there's food he can eat on the table to start with)
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Shane makes some changes to protect his privacy. People notice. *5+1 of Shane establishing his boundaries. AU where Shane and Ilya were never caught at the cottage. Hayden Hayden frowned as the door beeped angrily at him and flashed red. 1919, he was sure of it. He’d typed in that code hundreds of times since Shane’s first official year as a Metro when he’d bought the condo and had him over to watch hockey and chirp at the television with him. He knew the code to Shane’ s place like the back of his hand. He must have typed it in too fast, too lazily. It wouldn’t be the first time. Hayden typed it in again, frowning when it beeped and flashed at him again. Hayden knocked on the door instead, waiting for Shane to answer. He relaxed a little when Shane answered, his damp from a recent shower, dressed in baggy sweatpants and black hoodie that looked fleecy and warm. “Hey Hayd,” he greeted, stepping aside to let Hayden pass. Hayden returned the greeting and took off his shoes before he passed the kale chips he brought to Shane. “For you. All dressed for me,” Hayden smiled. “Did you change your code?” Shane led the way into the kitchen, humming. “Yeah, sorry, remind me to text you the new one.” Hayden watched as Shane tipped the bags into two separate bowls, letting him grab the drinks and meet him on the couch. They switched cans and bowls and sat and watched the teams warm up for the Florida vs Toronto game. “Barrett’s a fucking mess,” Hayden said, watching him skate laps. “Tell me about it,” Shane agreed, cracking his can of ginger ale. “Did you see that hit he took from Bennett last week?” “Fuck, yeah,” Hayden remembered. Bennett had cleared across the rink in about three seconds flat to smash Barrett into the boards. Even through the television, Hayden had been able to see the glass shake and Barrett’s head bobble in shock. “I bet it’s his shoulder,” Shane said. Hayden turned to ask him how he knew, but Shane was looking down at his phone and smiling. Hayden knew that smile. “How’s Boston Lily?” he asked. Shane locked his phone and tucked it under his thigh as he reached for his kale chips. “Fine.” “Are you guys..” Hayden trailed off. Shane looked at him with a raised eyebrow, his face blank. “Are we..?” “Like, exclusive? It’s been ages,” Hayden tried. Shane just looked at he television. Hayden could see him twitch, and realised he could hear the repeat buzzing of his phone, sandwiched between his leg and the couch cushion. “Is she sending you like thirty text in a row? Jackie does that,” Hayden laughed. Shane loosened up just a little and nodded. “Yeah. I don’t get why she doesn’t just send one long one.” “I know!” Hayden smiled, thrilled that Shane was sharing something about his mystery girl. “It’s like she has to narrate every thought as she has it.” “Yeah,” Shane agreed. “I’ll still be replying to the first message and ten more come through. And by then, she’s already moved on from the first thing.” “Women,” Hayden lamented. Shane's posture tightened just a little, and Hayden kicked himself. He had been doing so well – Shane had shared something, even if it was the most stereotypical thing about an annoying girlfriend that every man could have said. For Shane, it was huge. Hayden looked at Shane, and for the first time in a while, he was struck by how young he looked. Sure, at twenty six, Hayden already had the twins and one on the way, but Shane had always seem sort of delayed in having a personal life to make room for hockey. It was nice to see him splayed out on his sofa, chips in his hand, talking about a girl as he chewed on the string of his hoodie. “So you guys talk about, like, regular things?” Hayden asked, doing his best to sound nonchalant and like he didn’t care. Shane shifted on the couch a little next to him. “Yeah. I mean, we’re friends, so. We talk.” Hayden nodded to himself. Friends. He could work with that. “That’s cool,” Hayden said, grabbing more chips for himself. “I mean, Jackie’s my best friend, so, I get it.” It might have been too much, but when Hayden snuck a look at Shane out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Shane was doing his best not to smile. Hayden was happy he had Lily, he really was. He wasn’t even a little bit heartbroken that Shane talked to her more than he talked to him.
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Circuit Breaker by Shanebug (Wildandflourecent)
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-06-02
Shane sighed, but nodded. “I’m just so tired of this. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life dealing with it.” Shane thought he was angry, but the sentiment just came out sounding sad.Ilya took a deep breath, running his wedding band along Shane’s cheek. “I know, Sweetheart. But you also have me for the rest of your life. Dealing with it with you. Tears pricked the corner of Shane’s eyes. Ilya pressed a kiss over his heart, where his head still lay. Or, glimpses of Shane navigating sensory overload throughout his life, and the ways those around him impact it.
- Part 4 of Est. 2021
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this whole damn world can fall apart by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-05-16
“I’m here. I’m here,” comes through, finally. “Sorry, just- I’m here. What do you need?”
“Just talk,” Ilya begs, not even caring how pathetic he sounds. “Please.”
“Okay, okay,” Hollander breathes. “You know. I keep thinking. This isn’t right. There’s something fucking wrong.”
“Of course there’s something wrong, Hollander! Your building is on fire!”
“I fucking know, Rozanov!”
Or:
Pre-tunamelt, in peak situationship era, Hollanov’s building catches fire… with Ilya still inside.
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The Minor Fall, The Major Lift by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-05-12
~And from your lips, he drew the Hallelujah
Ilya Rozanov leaves Boston and signs with Ottawa, trying to fight a slow slide into emptiness and find meaning in his life again. Shane Hollander is a lonely, struggling artist who lost his spark. When they meet by chance, they both have to decide what's worth living for.
Or…Shane never gets the chance to become a pro hockey player, so they meet later in life. Basically, they’re both sad boys, but the healing will be worth it (mostly soft fluff, very low angst). More baggage, fewer hangups.
~You see I used to live alone before I knew ya.
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“So maybe we would have played together,” Ilya said.
“Yeah. Maybe we would have been rivals,” Shane said, and that got a grin out of him. He couldn’t quite imagine it, but he thought that would have been fun, facing off against Ilya Rozanov. In another life.
Ilya nodded slowly. “And yet here we are, meeting anyway. Maybe we were meant to.”
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take me out to the yard by Tizniz
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-30
“You have been sick.” Ilya says carefully, cautiously, “For a few days.” If Shane didn’t know Ilya as well as he did, he wouldn’t have been able to pick up on the hint of worry and even heartbreak in the Ilya’s level tone. But it had been a decade or so of them knowing each other. Learning each other. Loving each other. And that means Shane picks up on it instantly. He forces his sick-addled body upright, eyelids heavy as he blinks over at Ilya. “I wasn’t, like, purposely keeping it from you.” Ilya’s eyes narrow a fraction, his head tilts at a slight angle, “Are you sure?”
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“Just-” Ilya starts, intending to tease, the offer of a massage more about getting Hollander back in a more relaxed headspace than anything else, but then the wire-tight tension in the muscles under his fingers registers, and he frowns, pressing testingly before making a noise of disapproval. “Fuck, Hollander, you are secretly doing crime or what?”
“What?” Hollander asks, confused, starting to lift his head before Ilya pushes it back down absently, focused now on feeling out the knots Hollander seems to be completely made of. He’s felt tension in Hollander’s shoulders before, usually during coaxing little squeezes while coaching him through learning how to deep throat, but he’s always written it off as nerves from learning something new.
Now he wonders if Hollander is just nerves, period.
(the "ilya massages shane" fic inspired by hudson saying that playing shane made him sore because he was so tense all the time)
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we're going down down by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-11
The touch is gentle and the cream is soothing but that doesn't stop the soft yelp that escapes Shane's lips at the touch. It isn't dissimilar to any other bruise he's gotten in his life, especially playing such a high velocity, full contact sport for a living. Except, those bruises were always angry and gnarled and put there in bouts of aggression and violence.
The bruises under Ilya's wide, warm palms were put there with love and devotion, with whispered words of degradation chased with the candied edge of praise. Each gently throbbing bruise and slightly raised welt decorating his skin this morning were honeyed kisses placed with perfect precision by the man who Shane has devoted himself to – mind, body, and soul.
Or, Shane experiences subdrop at an in opportune time and Ilya helps him.
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“Do you want that problem to go away?” Ilya smiles sadly, “It probably would make things easier, wouldn’t it?” Shane doesn’t know how he keeps his expression neutral. He doesn’t know how the heartbreak doesn’t bloom vividly across his features. His entire chest feels as if it’s caving in on itself. He knew this moment was coming. He knew it was only a matter of time. That doesn’t make it hurt any less.
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Starry Starry Night by Caraphernellic
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-04-08
Shane and Rose get accepted to an exclusive establishment known for sugar daddies. A rich, handsome man at the bar named Ilya takes an immediate liking to Shane.
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Ilya’s still learning what Shane likes and needs, observing him quietly because Shane’s not so forthcoming with what he wants unless he’s certain it’s what he’s supposed to want. But it’s not until Shane reaches back and grabs Ilya’s hip to pull him closer, pressing their bodies together and taking some of Ilya’s weight, that he realises Shane’s been studying Ilya the same way.
“I’m trying to take care of you.”
“Why?” Ilya says, instead of something safer.
Shane twists over his shoulder to frown at him. “Because I want to? Because you’re tired and sad and not feeling well?”
“Oh.” Ilya pulls his bottom lip through his teeth. “But I…”
“I think maybe we both fucked up tonight?” Shane says tentatively.
“No, is not your fault.” Ilya rubs a hand over Shane’s shoulder and then kisses it, wet and soft. “You’re good.”
Shane hums like he’s not convinced. He turns and drapes his arms over Ilya’s shoulders, still pressed close. “After this, will you…”
“Yes,” Ilya says, his mind sharpening attentively, “Tell me what you need.”Or: They communicate just a little bit better and let themselves be just a little more vulnerable, both with each other and their people.
- Part 1 of tell me what you need
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Shane and Ilya are different behind closed doors.
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you want a revelation by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-24
Without a word, Ilya snaps his fingers and when Shane looks up he is holding Bood's phone in his hand. For a fleeting moment, Shane considers throwing the phone the full length of the bus just to get it away from his husband.
He watches the way Ilya's eyes drag across the screen, reading whatever is in front of him. Ilya's jaw muscle twitches, his eyes narrow, and his nostrils flare. His whole face shifts from the beautiful man that he loves into some chiseled marble statue depicting the depth of man's rage.
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On the way back to Ottawa, the team (and twitter) find out just what was said during their game against Montreal.
- Part 2 of Kiss with a fist
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Run From Me (I'll Still Catch You) by vlademetri
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-19
Shane exhaled sharply. "I want you to chase me through the woods." Ilya's fingers stilled in Shane's hair. "Like a race?" His voice was calm, but Shane could feel the way his chest tensed beneath his cheek. Shane shook his head. "No." The word came out breathless, half swallowed against Ilya's collarbone. or Shane proposes a fantasy and something about it hits too close to home for Ilya. How will they get past it?
- Part 2 of Hollanov’s Terms & Conditions
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Fluent in What We Never Named by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-28
Shane blinked at Rose. "What," he asked, voice flattening. His fingers twitched against his glass, condensation dripping onto the tablecloth. The words didn't compute. A relationship dynamic sounded like something from a psychology textbook, not whatever chaotic, magnetic pull existed between him and Ilya. "What dynamic? Nothing like that is going on."
Rose’s fingers froze against her glass. She studied Shane’s face. Watching the furrow between his brows, the way his jaw tensed like he was bracing for impact. He genuinely didn’t know. The realization hit her then. “Shane,” she said slowly, “you seriously don’t see it?”
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Shane realizes that he and Ilya are in a very under negotiated D/s relationship
Google doc of fic chapter 5 starts on page 72!
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Are you supposed to find your closest friends in a group of people who don’t even know who you are? Are you supposed to make fun of your not boyfriend/arch rival to a bunch of strangers? Are you supposed to makeout with said arch rival after a hockey game in front of everybody? No. Is Ilya going to do it anyway? Obviously.
OR
Ilya Rozanov gets added to the Montreal WAG group chat.
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