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nowhere to go but on by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-22
Shane isn’t stupid. He knows why they haven’t scored. Every so often he manages to get the puck into the offensive zone, but it’s rarely for any longer than a few seconds at a time—there’s never anyone there to pass to.
OR: The FanMail video drops while Ilya is still playing for the Bears.
- Part 1 of boston bear shane hollander propaganda
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And then there is Ilya Rozanov after all of them, the cocky eighteen year old smoking in front of a no-smoking sign outside an arena in Saskatchewan. Ilya Rozanov, hockey player, born in Moscow, Russia to Irina Rozanova and Grigori Rozanov (though Shane wouldn’t really know this until much later). June 15, 1991. Shane was born before him so, technically, Rozanov has never known a life without Shane Hollander, which he will definitely lord over him whenever he’d get the chance to. His jersey number is 81. He’s a center like Shane. He’s the captain of the Boston Raiders. He’s a Gemini, though Shane has no idea how that affects him, if it has any bearing on his personality at all. Shane thinks there’s none because Rozanov is an asshole regardless, but all the tabloids insist that there is. He’s six foot three; only an inch taller than Shane. He’s a boy. There’s this thing that he does where he rubs his nose whenever he’s lying. It’s a pretty easy tell, and Rozanov is not a very good liar. He’s a boy, a boy, a boy.
Sometimes, he wishes Rozanov was a girl instead.
- Part 3 of a collection of hollanovs
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Spending time with the Hollanders dredges up memories Ilya would rather remain buried.
- Part 21 of [challenge] Heated Rivalry Febuwhump 2026
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Requiem for Hayden Pike's Eyes by tiredfairycake
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-15
“I don’t care what gets you going,” Hayden said, which caused Shane to grimace. “You could have told me you were gay. I wouldn’t have said anything.” “I didn’t even know I was gay until a year ago.” Hayden paused. “You were fucking Rozanov for almost ten years and you, what, thought it was just straight homies helping each other out?” That actually got a laugh out of Rozanov. “Shane is slow sometimes.” -- Hayden accidently walks in on Shane and Ilya fucking.
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Alexa Rhodes @Alexa_Rhodes Big Bears fan btw ;) @TheIlyaRozanov Shane frowns. Alexa Rhodes. He’s heard the name before. The memory of a particularly obscene locker room chirp from J.J. suddenly flickers through his mind. Shane navigates to her account, and his stomach sinks when he sees the details of her profile. She’s a model signed with IMG, has 1.2 million followers, and looks exactly like the type of woman Ilya was often photographed exiting clubs with not that long ago. She is undeniably and painfully gorgeous — the type of person you see in the airport or grocery store and have to pause to admire. There’s a Russian flag emoji in her bio that seems to stare back at Shane tauntingly. Shane immediately decides that he hates her. Or, Ilya films a collaboration with Porsche and goes viral for being hot. Shane’s solution? Surprising Ilya with lingerie, naturally.
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Ilya plays through a worsening fever, then learns to let Shane take care of him.
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Strawberries & Cigarettes (They Always Taste Like You) by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-02-08
Troy’s grin turned sharp and mischievous. “Alright then,” he spoke up. “New bet.”
“No.” Ilya groaned. “Why is everything always a bet?”
“Because you hate losing,” Wyatt answered as if it was obvious.
Troy clapped his hands together. “Okay, so,” he started, his eyes gleaming. “Rozanov has to get Shane Hollander to fall in love with him.”
Ilya stared at him, his brain’s processing lagging half a second behind. “You think you are jokester, yes? You are joking.”
or, in which hockey captain Ilya Rozanov drunkenly agrees to a bet to make the nerdy Shane Hollander fall in love with him
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The first time Rose sees Svetlana Vetrova, she doesn’t even get to talk to her, and it still steals her breath.
In which destiny meddles and Rose wishes it didn’t.
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the greatest game ever played by UglyGreenJacket
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-04
He sends Shane a link for an article about the Puppy Bowl. Ilya [19:34] Shane Hollander. Did you know this exists? Shane [19:46] No? Why would I have heard of this? Ilya [19:46] God, you are such a disappointment Ilya [19:47] I love you. Ilya [19:47] Whatever plans you have Sunday, they are cancelled. Shane [19:53] I’m so confused. Shane [19:53] I love you, too. Ilya [19:55] 😘😘😘🐶🐶🐶🐶🐶🐕🦮🐩🐕 �🐕 🐾🦴🐶 ___ Or, Ilya learns about the Puppy Bowl. Shane never stands a chance. A dog gets adopted, and everything changes.
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follow me with your cuts of the deal by heydoeydoey
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-03
Today something is different. Ilya feels off balance at morning skate. He wobbles, but he doesn’t fall, because Shane is there, his hands on Ilya’s waist, holding fistfuls of his jersey, his legs spread wide to brace Ilya on the ice. Ilya almost breaks the rules. Almost lies. But Shane just looks at him, worried even though he doesn’t want to say so, and Ilya can’t. “Something is wrong,” he says. “Okay,” Shane nods. “Let’s figure it out.”
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“What are we doing?” Shane asks and Ilya holds out the other pair of skates he’d grabbed.
“Put these on,” Ilya says, and Shane takes them from him with a skepitcal look.
“Will these even fit me? And again, what are we doing? Are we even supposed to be here? I don’t think–”
“Shane,” Ilya interrupts, taking Shane’s face into his hands and squeezing just enough to make Shane’s lips pucker out. “You are going crazy at home. You love to skate. You love hockey. So let’s go skate. And play hockey. Just you and me, okay?”
Oh.
There’s so many things he wants to say. Like how much he loves Ilya. Or how glad he is that they’d taken the plunge off that scary, crazy cliff when they were teenagers. Or how even in the midst of the craziness and anxiety and unknown, Shane is so fucking excited for the life they’re going to have.
But it all gets caught in his throat as emotion takes hold, and all he can do is nod and say, “Okay.”
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Or, five times Ilya helps Shane when he's overwhelmed and one time Shane returns the favor.
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he's mine and it's headline news by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-29
@puckit_podcast: Scott Hunter wins the Stanley Cup AND Smoothie Guy‘s heart! What a night!! #loveislove
Want the lore? Go back to listen to episode #124 where Carter Vaughn tells us the story of how these two met and watch our @kingfisher_nyc mocktail tutorial starring @kipgrady!-
Kip takes care of Scott and Scott takes care of Kip, because that's the deal.- Part 7 of who are we to fight the alchemy?
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Kinesiology professor Shane Hollander was married, the singular known fact of his personal life which has never been tested. However, the arrival of a new psychology professor Ilya Rozanov brings new information to the table that twists everything into a mess, prompting a year-long investigation led by an ambitious student club on an online forum. The truth behind this mystery featuring wedding rings, missing lunchboxes, mistresses (Jane? Lily?), a jacket, and a couple birthday celebrations must be uncovered.
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Shane ends up in the hospital. Ilya panics. David understands feelings. Yuna adopts another son. Hayden loses his shit (but then gets it back). New future is waiting.
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I’ll Talk (Like You’re Not Listening) by OpalApparition
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-16
Hi. This is Ilya. I will never listen to your voicemail. The greeting wasn’t a joke or an exaggeration—it was the truth. Shane leaves messages anyway, confessions to a digital void that will never judge him, and never push him away. At least, that’s what he thinks.
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The Sound in My Chest (Is the Beat of Your Heart) by fizzyfics
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-15
“What the fuck are you doing, Hollander?” he demands harshly. “Why are you even here?” He watches as Hollander flinches and his face falls, a mixture of hurt and confusion so potent that Ilya desperately wishes he could shove the words back in his mouth. “Where else would I be, Ilya?” Hollander asks quietly, Ilya’s name like a gut punch every time he hears it drop from Hollander’s lips. “You’re my—” But Ilya cuts him off. He can’t stand Hollander seeing him like this, so vulnerable again, when he already walked away from Ilya once. “I’m not your anything, Hollander. Go back to Rose Landry.” OR Ilya wakes up in 2027, living his happily ever after. But his mind thinks it's 2017 and the last time he remembers seeing Shane Hollander was when he walked out of Ilya's house after eating his tuna melt.
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Ilya Rozanov would be tempted to enact Cold War levels of biological warfare against his opponent if only Scott Hunter didn’t already look as awful as he feels. The other hockey player faces him, sending a death stare in his direction and clutching his stick in a way that would be intimidating if he weren’t Scott Fucking Hunter and if it wasn’t obvious he wasn’t trying with all his might to prevent himself from taking a nosedive onto the ice. Ilya would manage a quip if he could muster the energy to - something about how the old man should really have taken a sick day - but keeps his mouth shut, totally because he doesn’t want to kick someone when they’re obviously already down, not in any way because his own throat hurts too much to talk of course. Ilya Rozanov would be tempted to enact Cold War levels of biological warfare against his opponent if only Scott Hunter didn’t already look as awful as he feels. The other hockey player faces him, sending a death stare in his direction and clutching his stick in a way that would be intimidating if he weren’t Scott Fucking Hunter and if it wasn’t obvious he wasn’t trying with all his might to prevent himself from taking a nosedive onto the ice. Ilya would manage a quip if he could muster the energy to - something about how the old man should really have taken a sick day - but keeps his mouth shut, totally because he doesn’t want to kick someone when they’re obviously already down, not in any way because his own throat hurts too much to talk of course. Maybe this game will be easier than he thought; the Centaurs seem to be faring at least a little better than their big apple competitors, who seem to be in worse form, if that’s even possible considering how terrible Ilya feels, several of the opposing team coughing into fists or sniffling so loudly it hurts his already pounding head. Barrett has been borderline obsessive since the very start of whatever it is that has been making the rounds of the league, not wanting to risk getting Harris sick and although the team haven’t completely averted it, they are mostly at full capacity; Hayes on top form after being out for the last game, Luca at the tail end of the worst of it, and Boodram somehow managing to skate free from the cold that has been working its way through the rest of the team. In all honesty, they probably should have cancelled. The idea was toyed with this morning, or at the very least presented as a possibility to Ilya when he reluctantly fessed up at morning practice to the fact that he’d been running a fever since last night. It had been the fault of the New York Admirals that they didn’t withdraw, thanks to a stalemate sparked by the word on the street being that their opponents - and particularly their star captain - were struck down with this same flu and might pull out before they could. Neither team withdrew, as had become all too clear with just an hour before the game. I can play, Ilya insisted. And so here they are. Ilya’s stick catches the puck first, Hunter just a moment too slow after him. God, Ilya thinks. The poor guy should just give it up; he is sure good old Kip Grady will be somewhere in the crowds waiting for the end of the last period so he can wrangle his fiance into bed with a blanket and a mug of honey-lemon tea and enough nyquil to dose a horse or just a hockey player with a bad case of man-flu after the game. Although perhaps he is projecting. Someone from the other team - he doesn’t care to register who - checks him, and somewhere in the chaos Ilya ends up being the one to almost take a nosedive onto the ice, his balance off but whether from the loss of his ego or the blade flying from his skate without his knowledge he isn’t entirely sure. For a brief second - less than a second really - he stays like that, staring down at the ice on his hands and knees and contemplating walking out of the rink without so much as a glance back. He’s still considering it as he maneuvers himself off the ice to fix the aforementioned blade issue, but he shakes his head when someone - the coach or a trainer or perhaps someone on the bench - asks him if he wants to tap out. Besides, he doesn’t have his own bed and significant other waiting for him on the other side of this game like Scott Hunter does. Shane is god knows where, on the other side of the fucking country or something at some fucking gala event for one of his fucking sponsors or whatever and so Ilya will be returning to convalesce in his fucking New York hotel room alone after this fucking game, with only a fucking facetime call to tide him over if he’s lucky. This fucking game. This fucking city. This fucking cold. He chokes against the metallic taste coating the back of his mouth, somehow managing to suppress the coughing fit which has been threatening since the end of the first period. If he had to bet, he figures he has the best gag reflex in the entire league, but so much as thinking about the presence of his mouth guard at this moment clattering against his teeth has him fearing he might blow chunks on the ice if he isn't careful. He can only imagine what the commentators might say, the headlines the next morning. He hates this, he hisses as the Admirals level the score. His body not feeling right, not feeling like his own. He’s used to the satisfying hum of muscle memory, being where he needs to be a moment before he even thinks about it. He’s still moving fast, still playing like he always does for the most part, but typically by this point in the game adrenaline is making itself at home; right now, the only thing making itself at home is the fucking crud in his chest. Scott is the one who scored, and Ilya watches him celebrate in envious disbelief, the older hockey player seemingly having taken on a second wind during the intermission. Ilya should ask him for advice on whatever home remedy has seemingly worked its magic, but he has a strong suspicion it has something to do with the man’s fiance in the crowd; a likely promise of the healing properties of true love’s kiss… or true love’s sucking of a dick, he smirks. “Having trouble keeping up, Rozanov?” Scott remarks, although it doesn’t have the intended bite coming from a man who at present sounds like a dying cat. “Oh are you, Hunter?” he furrows his brow, hoping his own hoarse voice sounds at least a little more rugged and less ridiculous. They share a knowing glance. It’s anyone’s game really, with the playing field levelled like this but it is the Centaurs who just barely manage to take the win by the end, a just-missed save allowing them to take back the lead when it really mattered. Ilya doesn’t gloat, and the celebrations are quite frankly a subdued affair, most of the players on the ice already burying their red noses into tissues and in a rush to get off the rink. “Good game,” Scott reaches a hand out to shake Ilya’s, before he hesitates, figuring it’s maybe not the best course of action when he is blatantly contagious. “It wasn’t,” Ilya takes Scott’s hand, shakes it firmly, running the back of his other hand against his dripping nose with a smirk. “But get well soon, yes? Beating you will feel better if actually fair next time.” “Yeah this cold’s a killer. Sorry, I wasn’t thinking; I wouldn’t want to get you sick.” “Too late.”
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For All That Was Said (Pt.1) by strawhat_star
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
Russia's Ilya Rozanov and Canada's Shane Hollander have been rivals since their juniors days, the two most promising players in the league their rookie seasons, and the two best players in the league since. The media's said a lot of things about them and their rivalry. OR A look at Shane and Ilya's relationship through the lens of a pair of sports commentators and the rest of the media world.
- Part 1 of The Media Sees All (Knows Nothing)
- Part 10 of Heated Rivalry - Collection
- Part 8 of Nature Offers a Violence
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Good Boy by Nituaii
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-11
"It is our first game of the season against them. But it is their first against us too. They may have won cups, may have been higher in the ranking. But they are not the same. They are weak. They are missing what made them special, who made them important." Ilyas eyes lingered on Shanes face before he turned back to address the room, slowly spinning to look all his team mates in the eyes. Or: Shane plays his first game with the Centaurs against his old team. Thinks happen and lead to other things
- Part 6 of
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Their first Christmas as husbands is small and unremarkable by the world’s standards - a quiet house, winter outside the windows, too much food, familiar teasing, and no one to hide from. Between decorating the tree, exchanging thoughtful gifts, and counting down to the New Year, they settle into the gentle reality of it being just the first of many holiday seasons they will spend together as a family.
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