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hard rime by Anonymous
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-10-21
Ilya avoids skin contact with known sentinels as much as he can. It’s unlikely for compatibility to be high enough for a physical reaction. Ilya’s already managed to be a difficult guide. He can’t risk exposing his secret for the sake of camaraderie. But Hollander is pretty, and Ilya is not thinking about him being a sentinel, or the danger, or the pull he’s felt since he laid eyes on Hollander in person. He’s just thinking that he wants to touch him.
So he does.
And the touch sparks, bright and instant.
OR
Shane is a sentinel and Ilya is a guide. For the sake of their secrets, they should keep their distance. They don't.
It saves both their lives
(and ruins them)- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 36,475
- Chapters:
- 7/?
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #87812706
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Sober or Not, It’s Always You by shanebug_2481
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-07-11
The room tilted slightly, and Shane’s throat was raw. He swayed there a moment, scanning the spinning room for somewhere to steady himself – for Haas or Dykstra. Ilya had been right; he should have slowed down, stayed with his teammates. He hadn't listened, and now he was alone, 2 Moscow Mules and 3 shots deep, stuck at the bar and lost in a sea of people. Shane just wanted his husband. The alcohol hadn't done anything to soften the effects of the music and lights encircling him. He felt trapped – suffocated – like his skin was fusing itself to his stiff muscles. The room spun faster, and the Canadian wasn't convinced he was standing upright anymore. His heart pounded in his ears as the music rattled his ribcage once more, an insatiable itch beckoning his blunt fingernails. He wanted to scream. He wanted to rip his hair out. He wanted to tear his clothes off. He wanted Ilya.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 10,157
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #88341231
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Let me love you anyway by shanebug_2481
Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-06-26
Things like this didn't happen to other people; Shane knew that. He’d been alive long enough to experience the confused glances and exasperated scoffs that always accompanied his discomfort with things other people didn't even notice. He would not fuck this up – not because he couldn't handle the way the sheets touched his skin. The burning of his skin spread to his eyes as his vision blurred. He squeezed his eyes shut and scrubbed his hands over his face. He would not cry. The tears fell hot and silent. They pooled at the curve of his jaw and around his chin, puddles of shame and self-contempt. Fucking breathe, he told himself, as he turned the faucet of the shower as far as it could go. He stood watching the water pool around his feet and slip down the drain until he heard Ilya stir. At first, he wasn't sure if he had really heard his name. “Shane?… Shane?” He wanted to yell back, assure Ilya everything was fine, but when he opened his mouth, only a squeak escaped. “Moya lyubov?” He cleared his throat and tried again: “In here.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 4,806
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #87399531
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Sidelined for three weeks with an injury, Shane Hollander is driving himself—and everyone around him—completely insane. He can't play, so he micromanages everything, pacing the apartment and vibrating with an anxious energy that his brain can't turn off. Ilya Rozanov has a remarkably efficient solution for a captain who doesn't know how to rest. If Shane won't relinquish control voluntarily, Ilya will strip it from him entirely. Under a strict protocol of sensory deprivation, forced helplessness, and free-use, Shane is forced to learn exactly what it means to be quiet.
- Part 3 of Free-Use Shane
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 4,644
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #85506071
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Sensory Overload by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-04-18
Shane has always just dealt with it —
the tension, the discomfort, the things that don’t quite feel right.When finally, Ilya starts to notice the pattern.
It just takes him a while to realise it all comes back to something as simple as a haircut.
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My theory as to why Shane grows his hair out for The Long Game
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 34,102
- Chapters:
- 2/2
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #81301831
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Built For The Ice, Not The Lights by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-20
His heartbeat was too fast. His chest felt tight. The microphone foam brushed his knuckles and the texture was suddenly unbearable, coarse, wrong. Too loud. Too bright. Too close. Too much. He needed space. or After an intense game and overwhelming post-game media scrum, Shane hits sensory overload and has a meltdown. Ilya finds him hiding away and stays, grounding him through it and reminding him he doesn’t have to handle everything alone. The worst part wasn’t the game. Shane could handle the game. The game had rules. It had structure. It had the clean geometry of the rink, the crisp bite of steel on ice, the predictable rotation of shifts. Even when it was chaotic, it was a chaos he understood. Pucks moved in patterns. Bodies angled in lines. Systems nested inside systems. Shane had been mapping them in his head since he was a kid. Media Day did not have rules. Or rather, it had too many. “Just be yourself,” the PR woman had said with a bright smile that hurt to look at. “Relax. Smile. Keep your answers light.” Be yourself. Relax. Light. The hallway outside the locker room was already too loud. Reporters clustered like birds, their voices overlapping in sharp bursts. The lights from the camera rigs were brighter than usual, hot and white and relentless. Someone had turned the music up in the dressing room, bass thudding through his ribs. Shane stood at his stall, fingers curled around the edge of the wooden bench. He tried to catalog sensations the way his therapist had taught him. Too bright. Too loud. Fabric itchy at the back of his neck. The elastic in his compression shirt digging into his ribs. Sweat cooling too fast along his spine. He inhaled for four counts. Held for four. Exhaled for four. “Hollander!” someone called. “You ready?” He nodded automatically. He was always ready. Except today his skin felt like it was two sizes too small. The game itself was brutal. Fast, punishing, every hit to his body landing harder than it should. It was the kind of rivalry matchup that fed headlines for weeks. Shane scored once, assisted once, and blocked a shot that left a bruise blooming across his thigh. He played well. He played the way he always did, precise, relentless, methodical. But the crowd was louder than usual, a constant wall of noise pressing against his skull. Every whistle shrieked. Every horn drilled straight through him. When he sat on the bench, the smell of sweat and rubber and ammonia stung the back of his throat. By the third period, his thoughts had started to fragment. Too loud. Too bright. Too much. He missed a pass he would normally make without looking. His stick felt wrong in his hands, the tape uneven. His gloves were damp and suffocating. When the final buzzer sounded and the arena erupted, the sound didn’t feel like celebration. It felt like an explosion. They won. Someone clapped him on the helmet. “Media’s gonna love you tonight, Hollander.” The thought made his heart sink just a little. The hallway afterward was worse. The lights hadn’t dimmed. If anything, they were harsher. Microphones were thrust toward his face, logos flashing. Questions overlapped, voices stacking on top of each other until he couldn’t separate them. “Shane, talk about that second-period goal—” “Was that set play something you practiced—” “How does it feel to beat—” “How much pressure did you feel coming into—” Pressure. He felt pressure everywhere. In his ears. In his teeth. Behind his eyes. He tried to answer the first question. He opened his mouth. The words did not come out in the right order. “I—uh—the play, it was—” The lights flickered slightly as someone adjusted a camera, and the motion snagged his focus. “We practiced—no, I mean—” Someone laughed softly, not unkindly, but it sliced through him anyway. His heartbeat was too fast. His chest felt tight. The microphone foam brushed his knuckles and the texture was suddenly unbearable, coarse, wrong. Too loud. Too bright. Too close. Too much. He needed space.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,604
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #79941316
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Warm hands suddenly encased his, pulling them away from his shirt collar and back down onto the table. Shane risked a glance at Ilya and saw only concern and confusion on his face, but he couldn’t keep looking at him directly, couldn’t look him in the eye. Couldn’t let Ilya see him lose it like this, in public, all because the shirt felt wrong. Because it felt too much like being five and ripping hand-knitted jumpers from his body because they hurt. Like needing seams in his socks to sit a certain way. Like a childhood spent tearfully pulling clothes off his body until his parents figured out what fabrics he could tolerate. It felt like being seven and unable to explain to teachers why the other children didn’t like him, why he hid under the tables when the classroom was too noisy.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,538
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #79854871
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“I can’t- I can’t breathe” Shane sobbed, “Hayd, I can’t… Illya” “Illya” Hayden repeated, “Shane I am going to call Illya just try to take a deep breath for me. Please” “Hmmm” said groaned as he struggled through a shuddering breathe, “Illya-” -- Shane's team is being shitty on a road trip and it all get to be a little too much. Illya is called and Hayden is a great friend.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,626
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #78897701
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the first cut was the deepest (and the next one was a soft touch) by only_the_golden
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-30
A flickering light in the locker room sends Shane into a meltdown after his first game against Montreal since joining Ottawa. Title from "Work Out" by Rainbow Kitten Surprise
- Part 6 of Autistic Shane Hollander One-Shots
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,525
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #78568296
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Shane accidentally bites Ilya whilst suffering a sensory overload.
- Part 1 of Heated Rivalry Original Plots
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,162
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77912396
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No Further Questions by pause_to_read
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-08
Shane has spent his entire career rising above it. After one dirty hit, one slur, and one question too many, he stops. A press conference becomes a confession—and a line is finally drawn.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 27,045
- Chapters:
- 3/?
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76307726
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Shane distantly contemplated how much he would ache tomorrow, the tightness of his muscles already becoming a sure thing. Tomorrow. What an impossible thought, when he was currently present in a way that he rarely got to be in his day to day life.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,792
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77042726
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If You're Down, Let Me Know by razor_rosary
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-04
Shane has a bad day. Ilya helps him.
- Part 1 of hollanov domestic bdsm
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 2,770
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77056931
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“We are not taking the same flight,” he said, pushing Ilya’s phone away. “That would be insane.” “Oh, come on,” Ilya whined. “You are being too paranoid. Nobody cares if two people are on the same flight—we are friends, remember?” -- After Ilya gets an injury that puts him on the bench for a month, he convinces Shane to let him go watch a game against the Washington Capitals. Shane agrees, on one condition: they fly separately. Which works out, until he's stuck at the airport having a sensory meltdown and everything just keeps going wrong.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 6,137
- Chapters:
- 3/3
- Files:
- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76626111
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Such a Pretty Crier by Bruja_oscura
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-29
Shane is still learning that he doesn't have to be perfect in his own relationship. Ilya is still learning the rules of Shane's bad days. So when Shane tries to push him away after a crushing loss, it leads to a tense argument. But ten years of rivalry are no match for Shane’s tears; the second he starts to cry, Ilya folds like a house of cards. Or: Shane tries to starve himself as punishment for losing, Ilya tries to feed him, and it turns into a very soft night of pampering because Ilya is legally incapable of staying angry at a crying Shane.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 10,302
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76626856