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to protect my infancy by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-06-17
Hayden Pike's mother left when he was seven. She didn't come back. This, really, was not important, because Hayden built a family and a life and was happy - until it was important, when Laura Newfield (formerly Pike) reached out with a letter and an address. For Hayden, the question was whether whatever his mom had to say to him after all this time could tell him something about the parts of himself that he didn't quite understand and had never wanted to understand. How this ended up with him and Ilya Rozanov on the road to find these answers together, he wasn't entirely sure.
or - Hayden goes on an odyssey of exploring his relationship with his mother, with Ilya as his guide.
- Part 1 of The Hayden Pike Cinematic Universe
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- English
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- 35,493
- Chapters:
- 10/10
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #81859206
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[a voice message sent May 10th, 1991, received by a Panasonic answering machine]
David: Hey, Mom. The baby has been ejected.
Yuna: David, no, that’s—no. Give me that. Hey, Mrs. Holl—
David: She’s your mom too, you know—
Yuna: —just letting you know that we have a baby! Seven pounds and seven ounces, ten fingers and ten toes. His name is Shane, and he’s excited to meet you… at some point. When we get out of the hospital. We love you, we hope to see you soon, and—
David: —and bring peach cobbler when you visit!
Yuna: … and bring peach cobbler when you visit. Bye.
[Or, Shane is the best Mother's Day gift that Yuna could ever ask for. Literally. Told through a thirty-five-year-long series of letters, postcards, voice messages, and Yuna feeling so much love for her son(s) she could just burst.]
- Part 6 of a collection of hollanovs
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- English
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- 7,250
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #84623791
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The Distance Between Us by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-30
Ilya Rozanov has spent ten years circling Shane Hollander. Ten years of hotel rooms and secret phone calls. Ten years of pretending he doesn't feel it, doesn't need it, doesn't wake up reaching for someone who's already gone. Ten years convincing himself he's not good enough. That he's not worth it.
Then a plane needs to make an emergency landing near Montreal, and Yuna Hollander is on it.
So when Shane calls him from a bathroom floor, unable to breathe, Ilya stops pretending.
After five hundred miles of frozen highway, three and a half hours of driving like a man possessed, a hospital waiting room full of people who have every reason to hate him, and a boy who looks at him like he's something worth keeping, Ilya may have learned a thing or two about what it means to be loved—and to let himself love freely.
- Language:
- English
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- 104,414
- Chapters:
- 3/3
- Files:
- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #81207291
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After a moment, Hayden pulls back. Then he hands her the phone—Shane’s phone. “I grabbed this when I was getting his stuff and I saw, well.” He looks away from Yuna, briefly glances at David, then looks away from him too. There’s an oddly guilty look on his face that has Yuna suspicious at once. “Um, has Shane told you guys about Lily?” -- AKA, Yuna and David find out about Lily, Shane’s... girlfriend?, while he's in the hospital. It's a while before they find out about Ilya. Featuring: - high Shane - Ilya angst - theories about who Lily could be - Yuna & "Lily" texting - identity shenanigans
- Part 2 of heated rivalry social media fics
- Part 1 of i need sunshine (Ilya & Hollanders)
- Part 3 of all dwk heated rivalry fics
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 31,720
- Chapters:
- 12/12
- Files:
- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #77532186
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The Weight of the World or Maybe Just Myself by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-22
Shane feels his feelings after the locker room scene in The Long Game i.e. Shane finally gets to crash out about being Asian-Canadian in a majority white sport and all the things that comes with.
- Part 1 of Shane Being Asian
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- English
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- 2,168
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #78093371
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Ilya knew sadness could kill, and it could do it quietly like it took his mother. So he stayed charming, desirable, and useful. He never asked for reassurance, didn’t get needy. He would never admit he needed Shane. Right?
- Part 3 of Amiera's Hollanov
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- English
- Words:
- 4,586
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77567096
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it's worse to be nothing by destielpasta
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
How are you feeling today? Ilya stares at Shane’s text, biting his lip. You are asking too many questions again, Hollander, he types. His thumb hovers over the send button. Instead he deletes it, switching briefly to the Cryllic keyboard to type out: I feel like I was hit by a speed train, but instead of killing me it punched a hole through my heart, making more room for you. Fuck, that’s insane. OR Ilya eats pelmeni and texts Shane a lot while still in Russia. Takes place the day after the tunnel phone call in episode 5.
- Part 3 of Liminal
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- English
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- 4,037
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77518531
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The Love of a Mother by MabtheWinterQueen
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Ilya's mother does not haunt him like she should. She comes to him in other ways.
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- English
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- 1,213
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77278001
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Ilya is over at Shane’s parents house one night and ends up calling Yuna mom for the first time on accident.
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- English
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- 1,023
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77094051
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Yuna thought nothing would beat Shane’s love of hockey. Come to find out, she couldn’t have been more wrong. A 5+1 where Yuna thinks that Hockey will always be Shane's number one love. And the 1 time she figured out she was wrong
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- English
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76457621
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He was used to being without her. The pain never went away but the sting became manageable; something he could tuck away and avoid ever thinking about. Except when he couldn’t. Like during Hockey Moms Weekend. Ilya’s mother had died when he was twelve. By the time he was truly an orphan, Ilya had spent most of his life without her than he had with her in it. He was used to being without her. The pain never went away but the sting became manageable; something he could tuck away and avoid ever thinking about. Except when he couldn’t. Like during Hockey Moms Weekend. It was a tradition across the league where the players’ mothers came for the weekend, spending time with the team for a brunch, a skate and some fun activites, and then traveling with the team to cheer them on at a game. It was fun! Everyone loved it! It was a way to appreciate the women in their lives who sat in the cold to watch them play and drove them to practice early in the morning and nursed their many bumps and bruises along the way. Not that Ilya would know. It wasn’t his first time, of course. His whole childhood he had gotten used to not looking up. Not as his classmates cheered at the sight of their mothers picking them up from school. Not as a child when he had gotten hurt and wanted someone to comfort him like other children got when they skinned their knees. Not as his teammates turned into babies the moment they scored their first professional goals and saw their mothers in the crowds or heard their proud voices over the phones. No. Ilya had trained himself. He had gotten used to keeping his eyes fixed on what was in his hands and Ilya had always made sure there was something in his hands. A phone, a puck, tape. Something in his hands to keep him occupied so he didn’t have to listen to what he never had. In Boston it had been his gear and then his phone, texting Jane and wondering if Shane turned into the same gushy child the rest of the players in the league got the moment their mothers stepped into the locker room with skates in their hands. His rookie year, the social media girl had admitted that she had made sure her team of interns knew not to pester Ilya that weekend for content. Her name had been Eliza and she had been kind. She hadn’t made a big thing of it. Just quiet gave Ilya some peace when he’d been dreading it for weeks. Ilya had made a fool of himself eating disgusting American snacks for a video for her to make up for the thoughtful gesture. But Ilya couldn’t hide away anymore. Not now that he was in Ottawa. For one, he was the captain and that came with a certain level of expectations. He was meant to set an example. Some people didn’t know how lucky they were to have mothers who embarrassed them. For another, his new team was annoyingly perceptive of his mood. In Boston, his teammates knew when to avoid him and not push for more. Ilya never told them and no one ever asked and he’d liked it this way. But the Centaurs were a different team. They cared about him and he loved them more than he thought himself capable of loving a group of people. The Centaurs were practically vibrating with excitement as the weekend steadily approached and Ilya didn’t want to ruin it. So, he put on a smile and tried not to wince at the sharp pain bursting behind his ribs as he forced himself to watch the first wave of mothers that came through the door for the team brunch. Wyatt and Evan waved down their mothers as if they couldn’t see them from ten feet away. Nick Chouinard took his mother’s luggage while playfully teasing her about over packing. Bood picked his mother off her feet in a hug that made even Ilya’s bones ache just watching. Each of them, elite athletes in their primes who had knocked out a few teeth and had mouths that could make even him blush sometimes. But they were all just big softies at heart. Ilya tried to stay out of his own head. He played his part. He stood up and greeted every one of their guests, charming and assuring them that yes, their darling boys absolutely did not get up into any trouble at all in the hotel rooms. They were perfectly good, well behaved angels who were always in bed on time and never in threat of being arrested ever. Each and every one of them cooed and awed over him until their sons got jealous and then Ilya made his excuses to find a quiet corner to nurse his headache and the ache he couldn’t shake from his lungs that made it hard to breathe. The room was a labor of love. The conference room had a wall of windows that looked out over the skyline of Ottawa where snow was trickling from some soft grey clouds in the sky. Several round tables were draped in table clothes with the team colors. Strings of fairy lights had been wrapped around center pieces of beautiful flower arrangements of white roses and sprigs of lavender. Several of the mothers had made a stop at the mimosa bar where freshly squeezed orange juice was waiting next to bottles of champagne and garnishes of raspberries and cranberries and strawberries and pretty much any berry catering could get their hands on. Brunch was a relaxed affair with a buffet of eggs, waffles, bacon, sausage, steamed asparagus with hollandaise sauce, and more fruit arranged in the shape of a peacock. There was an entire table dedicated to chocolate sweets and cheese. Music was playing softly in the background and Harris had set up a photo booth where Ilya was sure many of the mothers would be dragging their sons after a few more mimosas.
- Language:
- English
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- 3,058
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76188861
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Yuna and David reach out to Ilya in the aftermath of the Centaurs' emergency landing.
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- English
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- 1,592
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76058681