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Hayden is Not Stupid by Verdant_Words
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Hayden may be unobservant, but he's not stupid. After 10 years, he's figured out why Shane has hidden Lily for so long.
- Part 1 of Verdant's Heated Rivalry Fics
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- English
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- 3,021
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- 1/1
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77253116
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at the lonely end of the rink, you and me by vahosi
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-06
The first time Ilya coughed up a flower, he was kneeling over a toilet in the penthouse of the Fontainebleau Las Vegas, for entirely the wrong fucking reason to be kneeling over a toilet in Vegas. There was no point in trying to pretend it wasn’t happening. He wasn’t an idiot. Hadn’t he seen his own mother waste away, coughing up clumps of clean white chamomile stained shocking scarlet? Hadn’t he known, on some level, that he was fated to follow in her footsteps one day, to throw his entire heart and soul into loving a person who would never — could never — love him back? No, Ilya knew what this was. He also knew he’d never set foot on the ice again if anyone found out. Blindly, he reached for the toilet paper, wiped his mouth, and then flushed the whole thing. Petals, too. He didn’t want to know what kind they were. Pizdets. It should’ve been a fucking maple leaf. ❁ ❆ ❁ ❆ ❁ the Hanahaki AU, in which Ilya loves Shane Hollander’s stupid face so much it makes him sick (literally)
- Part 1 of v’s hollanov AUs ❆
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- English
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- 13,216
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- 10/10
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76559901
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After their reconciliation in Tampa, Shane decides to face his fears and tell Ilya his true feelings, but when things don't go the way he wants to, Ilya finds he felt it too all this time. Or Ilya's too scared to confess but after Shane's accident he can't risk ever losing him again.
- Language:
- English
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- 7,398
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- 4/4
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76582266
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After being caught in an intimate moment at a club, Ilya has fun on Twitter after multiple accounts tweet at him and Shane. Or Hollanov gets caught being really touchy at a club
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- English
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- 1,220
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77115966
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My world is crushing (you save me from it) by VKookies_ot7
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-05
Shane Hollander loves hockey so much, he would play even dying. He is not dying, so it's not surprising he plays. or Ilya takes care of sick Shane.
- Part 2 of Hollanov
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- English
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- 2,525
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- 1/1
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77132281
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Ilya carries around photos of his adorable family in his wallet and is happy to show them off to anyone who asks, or to anyone he asks and they are forced to say yes.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #77056971
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The Devil Wears Rozanov by noedovenest
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-04
"On the ice, he acted quick. Found the puck fast, moved to the net faster. Years of experience had honed his reflexes into second nature. But here, off the ice, wearing ROZANOV on his back like some doe-eyed puck bunny in the stands, his brain short-circuited completely." Or: Shane accidentally wears Ilya’s shirt into the locker room. “Oh.” Ilya rested his head back on the pillow, looking over at Shane. “So you are the asshole.” A wide smile stayed frozen on Shane’s face. He couldn’t help it. “No, it’s still you.” “No, it’s not me.” Ilya feigned offense, thumb stabbing toward Shane. “You’re the asshole.” He sat up an inch and cupped his hands around his mouth. “Everyone! Shane Hollander is an asshole!” Shane’s grin was starting to hurt his cheeks, his laughter coming easier than it had in months. He gave Ilya a playful shove, sending him tumbling back into the pillows. In an accent that had begun to fade, Ilya added, “I am feeling too good to lose tonight, anyway.” “Oh yeah?” Shane turned onto his side, propped on an elbow. “’Cause I’m feeling pretty good too.” “No shit,” Ilya murmured, sliding a hand beneath the sheets to squeeze Shane’s thigh, spurring an echo of pleasure that still clung to the edges of his mind. Sunlight soaked their bare chests, a rarity when their time together was usually isolated to late nights and unfamiliar hotel rooms. It felt better than Shane was willing to admit. Almost normal. The thought sobered him. In reality, they were both supposed to be on the ice in a few short hours. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand, eyes widening. “Shit, Ilya. We’re late.” Ilya’s eyelids had gone heavy, an arm flung over his face. “Hm?” “I need to get back to my hotel for pickup,” Shane hissed, kicking the sheets aside. Behind him, Ilya groaned, long and dramatic. How he’d earned the captaincy with his complete indifference to punctuality baffled Shane. Then again, no one seemed to mind when he kept dragging Boston to victory night after night. It took effort not to marvel at him in those brief moments from the bench, the way he made it all look effortless. Their clothes lay in a heap by the bedroom door. He hadn’t even folded them. Shane scooped up half the pile and tossed it across the room, a pant leg smacking Ilya in the cheek. “Sorry.” “Liar,” Ilya groaned, expression pinched as he slipped free of the sheets and stretched, arms reaching overhead. Shane was already tugging on his sweats, shirt slung over his arm, when he caught sight of Ilya dangling off the edge of the mattress. Light brown curls stood in every direction, a faint sheen still clung to the dip of his spine, a wrinkle pressed into his skin. For a moment, panic gave way to something softer. There were few things he allowed to disrupt his routine, and Ilya had held the top spot since they were eighteen. Shane crossed the room in a few long strides, leaning in to press a firm kiss to his lips. “See you soon, Rozanov.” Ilya’s hand came up, cupping the back of his neck and pulling him closer, deepening it. "Stop trying to distract me,” he murmured against Ilya’s mouth. “Stop trying to leave,” Ilya countered, fingers twisting into Shane’s hair, tugging lightly. It was almost enough to convince Shane to crawl onto his lap and see how quickly they could fit in round two. Or was it three? Shane bit back a sigh. “Tonight?” Ilya’s jaw ticked. “Tonight.” The distance Shane was forced to put between them had grown harder to bear lately, recent confessions weaving new threads into place. He’d ask him soon, about the cottage. Two uninterrupted weeks, no deadlines, no schedules breathing down their necks. Ilya would probably say no. But what if he didn’t? “Go,” Ilya said at last, breaking the kiss. Part of Shane was grateful, because he wasn’t sure he had the willpower to do it himself. The absence of Ilya’s touch settled in immediately, a dull ache that followed him as he turned for the door. There was a mindset Shane liked to settle into before a game, and he was struggling to reach it. It was clouded, inevitably, by the memory of Ilya’s hands roaming over bare skin, teeth at his neck, the way he’d murmured filthy encouragement as they found their rhythm and slipped into Russian when they lost it. Maybe it was for the best that they didn’t make a habit of afternoon meetings. This was torture. Traffic was thick, and Shane tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, eyes flicking to the clock again and again. Was time moving faster today? By the time he’d parked and sprinted up to his hotel room, there was barely enough time to pull on dress pants and shrug into a high-end suit jacket over a wrinkled shirt. It didn’t quite meet dress code, but he’d rather take the hit for that than further fuel Hayden’s theory that he’d been late because he was with a woman named Lily. A woman Shane had vehemently denied existed. His protests had sounded less convincing lately, and maybe he’d stopped caring if they did. Theriault waited outside the bus, and Shane was already apologizing before the coach could get a word in. “My bad, Coach.” “First for everything I suppose,” Theriault grunted, giving him a look that lingered somewhere between concern and curiosity. Shane was the captain. He was supposed to set
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- #77061116
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Hockey stars Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are facing a new challenge—their daughter's first figure skating competition.
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- English
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77062596
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i wanna know peace again (wanna be singing a different song) by alternateevak
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-04
Shane Hollander knew a lot of things. He knew that there were not many things easier than breathing, but that Hockey was one of them. And the other was loving Ilya Rozanov. One of these is easier than the other, especially when he also knows he's probably been having a panic attack for a whole day and under no circumstances can Ilya Rozanov know about it.
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- English
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- 3,377
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #77104761
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The Case of the Missing Puck: Solved (and held over Hayden Pike's head) by Icantthinkofagoodusername7
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
“Where's the remote?” Shane asks in a slightly raised voice so that Ilya can hear him from the kitchen. Ilya walks over, leaning against the doorway to watch as Shane looks in between the coach cushions, “Pike must have it.” “What?” Shane takes the moment to stop what he’s doing and look up, his eyebrows furrowing together in that way that Ilya finds adorable, “Why would Hayden have it?” “Because some people never change,” Ilya answers easily. “What? He hasn’t taken anything before, he-” Ilya shakes his head, standing fully straight again and walking over to behind the couch, leaning slightly forward so that he can look into Shane’s eyes when he says, “That is not true. The puck. 2017. He took it mid-game- mid-play! An attempt to sabotage and-” Shane does a mixture of scoffing and laughing, picking up a pillow and throwing it at him, it bounces off of him easily, “Oh my god, Ilya, that was twenty five years ago! Let it go.” * OR, during one fateful game in 2017, the puck randomly disappears from the ice, Shane and Ilya accuse each other until it's found in Hayden's pant leg. Ilya does not let this go.
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- English
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76983806
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5 times Ilya was rough with Shane, and 1 time he was so gentle, Shane didn’t know what to do with it.
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- #76982911
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He wasn’t the father of the year, but David thought he might be a pretty good one, and maybe, someday, he could be one to this kid too. *** Or, what David and Ilya talked about while Yuna and Shane were outside at the Hollander cottage
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- AO3:
- #76990831
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Ilya telling Shane to go away at the Olympics except Shane actually starts ignoring him. Ilya realizes he’s losing him and doesn’t want that.
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- AO3:
- #76994606
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The Best Game You Can Name (the good ol’ hockey game) by ARustySpork
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-03
“Why would anyone want to mic you up, Hollander?” Ilya asked, getting down to his knees next to Shane to join him in his stretches. “All they will hear is you discussing boring statistics and complaining how I am so much more talented than you.” ___ Or, Shane and Ilya on the ice, over the years
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77033366
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5 times Ilya Rozanov understood English and 1 time he didn't by frog_key_12
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-02
Ilya learns a bunch of hockey slang in the first few years of his career and he thinks he's got English down pretty well, unfortunately, you never stop learning
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- AO3:
- #76958841
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Shane Hollander spent his career proving he could handle any hit, but thirty-eight weeks of pregnancy and a hyper-protective Ilya Rozanov are testing even his legendary endurance. or Hollanov is pregnant with twins
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- English
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- 5/5
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- 1
- AO3:
- #76201126
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i keep closing my eyes, but i can't block you out by alpinelakegirl
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
A rewrite of episode four and what happens afterward. “Well yeah,” Shane said, his voice took the slightly bratty tone that Rozanov loves. “You keep your house cold as shit.” This made Rozanov burst out laughing. He went towards his dresser to pull out a hoodie. He pauses as he sees Shane’s perfectly folded outfit settle neatly on the wood. He lets a small smile cross his lips within the privacy his back has provided from Shane. Like in every piece of clothing Rozanov has ever had the luxury of peeling off of Shane’s body a neat S.H. was written on the label of Shane’s jacket. He was about to toss an old CCM sweatshirt to Shane when a different one caught his eye. The team had got them this year, they were black with the Boston Bear’s logo in yellow. The hoodie was branded with Rozanov’s number and last name on it. The thought of Hollander, Montreal’s and the NHL’s golden boy, wearing his name did something to him. I guess he didn’t care that Shane was a hockey god, the only thing he cared about was the fact that in a few moments he was going to see Shane wearing his last name. Something he couldn’t let himself dream of.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #75676731
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5 Times Ilya Was Confused by a Canadianism by ARustySpork
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
+ 1 time he completely understood
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- English
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- 6/6
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76244656
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Together at the Top by kaijuerotica
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
It's 2026 and NHL players are finally returning to the Olympics. It's time for a do-over. It's time for redemption. It's time for Hayden Pike to get a fucking break from these losers. ___ Hollanov go to the Olympics
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- AO3:
- #76822271
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“It looks worse than it is, really,” Shane murmured as he reached for the strings of his robe. As he untied them, he met Ilya’s gaze. It burned a trail over Shane’s hands, his legs, his neck. He was dying of thirst, and Shane was the oasis for which he had been desperately searching. — Or, Ilya gets concerned when Shane shows him a hockey injury, Shane is anxious, and Ilya gives some fire head.
- Language:
- English
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- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76747806