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Young and Hopelessly Smitten by jukoist
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-15
“Ilya Rozanov,” Shane repeats slowly, letting himself taste the words. He grins. “Wow. You’re, like, a really good player. How come you’re in Canada for summer camp? Is that weird to ask? Sorry if that’s weird. I just meant-” Shane is cut off by a hand on his mouth. He flushes. “Too fast,” Ilya says. “My English… not good.” “Sorry,” Shane mumbles into Ilya’s hand. Ilya grins and shakes his head, curls dancing, as he pulls his hand away. “Is okay. Slow words. Okay?” This year marks thirteen year Shane Hollander's third summer at Coach Marakov's elite hockey training camp. In attendance for the first time: Ilya Rozanov, visiting from Russia. Shane isn't the most sociable, and Ilya's English isn't the greatest, yet the unlikely duo soon become the best of friends. It's just one summer, but it makes a world of difference.
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'But I made him a sandwich,' he thought plaintively. He’d been trying to…care for Shane. Show him that there was more to Ilya than what he’d seen so far. His mother had always cooked for him when he was upset as a little boy, and ever since, food had represented warmth and home and comfort to Ilya. And Shane had eaten the tuna melt, fucked him, and then just…walked out on him.
OR Let's dig into Ilya's pain after Shane walks out on him post tuna-melts
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Babes in Hockey Land by anarchybeauty
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-14
Leah and Max invited Shane and Ilya on their podcast to get the juicy details now that they're out. Contains spoilers for The Long Game! I saw this prompt from Tnw99404 and lined up with something that I thought would happen when I was reading The Long Game (I thought they might come out on ESPN, talking about their relationship and the homophobia they faced) - Shane wants the focus to be on hockey, not their relationship, and he’s tired of fielding questions about it every game. Ilya gets it; it was a bit of a shock to the league. So they agree to do one low-key, honest interview, no glossy magazine spreads, no dramatic photoshoots, just a casual, tell-all conversation to get everything out there so people will finally stop asking. They choose their friends from camp, Leah and Max, who run a small but beloved hockey podcast. Transcript of episode 236 of Babes in Hockey Land: Ilya: -so then I- Shane: Ilya! They're recording! Leah: Good morning, afternoon, or evening to all of you in Hockey Land! By popular demand, we have professional hockey's it couple, Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander! Max: Thanks for being here, guys! Shane: No problem, it's always a pleasure to see you both. Max: We're pretty lucky to have you here, it seems like everyone is talking about you two coming out as a couple. Ilya: Yes, because we're the most beautiful couple. Shane: Ilya! Ilya: What? Is true. Leah: You guys are adorable and also so gross. Max: But I think everyone wants to know how did it happen? You've been famously rivals ever since you were signed, maybe even since your junior hockey days. Shane (hushed): Ilya, how much are we revealing? Ilya: Everything. Shane: We met at World Juniors but - Ilya: I wanted to jump on him right away, but I waited until after we were both signed. Shane: You waited? Leah: Wait, wait, wait - when exactly? Shane: The summer before our first seasons. Max: Holy shit! Seriously? Shane: It wasn't what you think! Actually, maybe it is. Leah: I want details but - Shane: Well, um, we saw each other at a commercial shoot, do you remember the one where we’re facing off, for CCM? Max: Oh yes, very well. I remember my friends and I would yell “Kiss!” At the TV when it was on. Leah: What happened? Ilya: Shane couldn’t contain himself in the shower afterwards- Shane: Motherfucker, I’m not the one who - Ilya: Oh you loved it, sweetheart. After that, we met sometimes to have sex. Max: Like fuck buddies? Shane: Yeah, I guess that’s the best way to say it. Max: Anything memorable about that time you’d like to share? Shane: Um… Ilya: Should I tell everyone about the night I won MVP and we went to my penthouse…? Shane: Don’t you dare! Leah: And this went on for - ? Shane: Years. Until - Ilya: You fell in love with me. Shane: Shut up, you fell in love with me too, asshole. Ilya: Hey, I'm handsome and very good at sex, and you are - Shane: So it was right around when I dated Rose Landry that things seem to change between us. Leah: Do I sense that there was some jealousy? Ilya: What?! No! Ok, a little. Shane: Well, that was when I knew I was gay and also in love with Ilya. Ilya: Aw, you love me! Shane: Shut up! You know we're married, right? Ilya: Yes, but I also know that we haven't really talked publicly about it yet. Max: Hear that! That's an exclusive! Leah: Ok, ok, let's get back to you realizing you're in love with your arch rival. Ilya: That was a strange time for both of us. Rose Landry, my father died, but it was when you get hurt, I knew I needed to have you as mine. Shane: I think it was when Scott Hunter came out, that changed things. We spent the summer together and made plans to really be together and plan a future. Max: And you're married now. Ilya: Yes, for citizenship of course. Shane: Oh shut up, you love me, and we have a dumb little dog and run the Irina Foundation together. It's hard to believe that the guy I found smoking outside an arena in Saskatchewan would be the love of my life and - Ilya: Oh Hollander, so sentimental. Shane: Shut up Rozanov (laughter) Leah: Speaking of sentimental, what's your favourite moment you can share? Shane: Well, hmmm... Ilya: That day at the cottage, when your father walked in while we were making out. Shane: Yeah, that was a good one. I wasn't out to my parents' yet, and um... my father walked in while we were kissing. So I came out to my parents and introduced them to my boyfriend, and my parents were so wonderful about it. It felt like the first day of the rest of our lives. Ilya: Yes, all that then we had very hot sex. Shane: Yes, we did. Max: So to get a bit serious, have you met any backlash? Shane: (sigh) Yes. That was why I decided to leave Montreal. That hurt a lot. Leah: I can only imagine. Shane: I got a lot of heat from management. After the video that Hayden posted went out, I was told not to issue a statement, my teammates were cold. It was all the things I was scared of about coming out. Ilya: My teammates were good. Very happy for me, but Crowell... Shane: (sigh) Yeah, Crowell. When he heard the rumour that I was gay, he called me into his office to warn me not to come out publicly. Max: I want to say I'm surprised but I'm not. Ilya: Yes, there’s a day we babysat for Hayden, and afterward, I thought maybe we could tell everyone and it wouldn’t be a problem, but then Crowell talked to Shane and scared him all
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Jane: Let’s Play 8Ball! Lily: what the fuck is this Jane: It’s a text game Jane: You have to download the app Lily: and y r u sending it 2 me Jane: It’s not a big deal “lily” Jane: Play or don’t play, see if I care
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tripping on the edge by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-14
Wyatt lightly punches him in the shoulder, and Ilya opens one eye to see Wyatt holding out his phone towards Ilya’s face.
Ilya’s eyes grow wide, a sick feeling settling in his stomach.
The match barely ended two hours ago, and already, there’s an article questioning if Shane had tripped on purpose. If Shane had tripped to let Ilya win.
Ilya’s initial reaction is that of extreme insult. As if he needed Shane Hollander to let him win.
But then…fuck. Shane.
Ilya stands up suddenly and crawls over Wyatt (and steps on his feet none too gently in the process). He strides as fast as he can to the front of the bus towards Coach Wiebe.
He leans down and murmurs to his coach, and gets a look of complete understanding.
“As soon as we get to the airport, go,” Wiebe says. “We’ll see you in the morning.”
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Or after Shane trips during that fateful game, Ilya refuses to let him face the aftermath alone.
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i think maybe i am in love with you by AdaElise
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-13
Ilya only ever shows up for one person. That person is Shane Hollander.
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While watching Heated Rivalry, it occurred to me to wonder: why does every man we see strip on the show have the same underwear? This clearly needed to be explored.
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Ilya shows Shane who he belongs to.
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everything is embarrassing by herochaoz
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
Shane and Ilya reminisce on their younger days while on their honeymoon <3 spoilers for The Long Game ahead!!!!!!! could just be an au tho shrug
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Shane's shorts got Ilya actin' up by hollzy81
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
A quiet afternoon turns dangerous when Shane wears the shorts he knows will ruin Ilya’s self-control. Shane and Ilya were home, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the room. Ilya was sprawled on the plush couch, resting on his back, his eyes glued his phone. The scent of rain-soaked earth drifted in from the open window, mingling with the faint aroma of Shane's cologne, a familiar and comforting presence. Shane emerged from the shower, the steam still clinging to his skin, his hair damp and tousled. He walked downstairs, the soft thud of his bare feet against the wooden floorboards the only sound breaking the silence. He was wearing shorts, but not just any shorts. They were the kind that Ilya knew, the kind that made his breath hitch, the kind that screamed, "Fuck me." They were a faded, soft denim, riding low on his hips, the waistband barely concealing the curve of his ass. Ilya's mouth watered instantly. He couldn't help it. He’d been captivated by Shane since the moment they met, and even after years together, the man still had the power to render him speechless. Shane seemed to notice his husband's reaction, a shy smile playing on his lips. He turned and headed into the kitchen, leaning against the counter, his back to Ilya, offering the perfect view of his ass. Ilya couldn't take it anymore. He rose from the couch in two swift strides, crossing the room and pressing himself against Shane's back. He wrapped his arms around Shane's waist, his hands finding purchase on the soft denim. "These shorts," Ilya murmured, his voice husky, "will be the death of me." He started grinding his half-erect cock against his husband's ass, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Shane moaned, pushing back against his husband, his body arching slightly. "Wore them just for you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck," Ilya breathed, the word a prayer, a promise. He started squeezing Shane's ass, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. Shane groaned, his body trembling. Ilya trailed kisses along Shane's neck, his lips and teeth finding the sensitive skin just below his ear. Shane closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against his husband's shoulder, and whimpered softly. "Does that feel good?" Ilya asked, his voice a low rumble. Shane moaned and nodded, his breath catching in his throat. Ilya started touching Shane's nipples through his shirt, twitching them between his fingers, teasing them with a gentle touch. Shane moaned out loud, the sound a raw, desperate plea. "Fuck, Ilya... more," he begged, his voice laced with need. Ilya, already on the edge, was completely turned on by everything, the feel of Shane's body against his, the sound of his moans, the way his eyes were glazed with desire. He couldn't help himself. He slapped Shane's ass, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Shane moaned, pressing closer to his husband, his body seeking more. "Again," he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. Ilya cursed under his breath. "Fuck, Hollander. You’re perfect." And he smacked Shane's ass again, harder this time. Shane whimpered, the sound a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Ilya... fuck..." Shane's cock was leaking furiously, his shorts and boxers soaked in pre-cum, the evidence of his arousal undeniable. He couldn't take it anymore. He ground his ass harder against his husband, his hips moving in a desperate rhythm, and moaned, "Please." Ilya grabbed Shane's hair, pulling his head back, forcing him to meet his gaze. "Words, Hollander. What do you need?" Shane moaned. "I need you to fuck me... on this counter, fuck, Ilya." He started grinding harder, his body writhing with anticipation. "As you wish," Ilya said, his voice a low growl. He reached down, his fingers finding Shane's front. "Spit." Shane obeyed instantly, his eyes locked on Ilya's, and spit on his fingers. "Good boy," Ilya murmured, a possessive edge to his voice. Shane's eyes fluttered at the nickname, his body already trembling with the promise of pleasure. Ilya shoved Shane's shorts and boxers down in one swift movement, revealing his wet, throbbing cock. He started circling his hole with his fingers, his touch slow and deliberate, preparing him. Shane moaned desperately, his body arching. "Please... Ilya..." Ilya smacked his ass again, the sound sharp in the air. "You take what I give you, understand?" "Yes... Fuck... Ilya, whatever you say." Ilya groaned, his own control slipping. He pushed a finger in, slowly, deliberately, stretching Shane's hole. Shane moaned out loud, his body tensing. "This hole is so fucking tight," Ilya whispered, his voice thick with anticipation. "Can't wait to get it all loose." Shane moaned at the words, his hips bucking. Ilya added another finger, scissoring them, his touch becoming more insistent. He moved closer to Shane's lips, hovering over his ear. "Do you want that... want me to ruin your hole and make it mine forever? Ruin you for everyone else?" Shane's eyes rolled back, his head lolling against Ilya's shoulder. Ilya's fingers found his prostate, and he began to stroke it, his touch precise and relentless. Shane moaned, a long, drawn-out sound of pure pleasure. "Yes... fuck... yes, Ilya... ruin me."
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It Was Always You by freckledloon
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
"Why'd you do it?" Ilya asks lazily, gentle fingers tracing along Shane's spine to calm his nerves. "Do what?" Shane asks absentmindedly, far too distracted by the electricity Ilya's careful fingers are leaving against his skin. "Propose." Ilya clarifies. "What?" Shane says through an unsure chuckle. Isn't it obvious? He thinks to himself as they lay naked, tangled together in their shared bed on the day of their wedding. "It was because of plane crash?" Ilya braves himself to say. ~ Or, a conversation between Shane and Ilya the morning of their wedding.
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At the secluded cottage, Shane and Ilya's intimate evening takes a turn as Ilya proposes something new.
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Our Captain, Their Problem by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
Ilya Rozanov has a "tiny car accident" (his words). Shane Hollander has a full-scale, system-shutdown panic attack about it. Meanwhile, a horrified Hayden is praying for someone to throw him in a lake and tell him that this is all just a big joke, or maybe for a meteor strike; he is really not picky. J.J., on the other hand, is trying to bleach the image of his sweet captain making out with Ilya fucking Rozanov from his brain.
It's a very normal day for the Montreal Voyageurs.
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when the world sees (we run toward each other) by pucksandpower
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
One security camera. One leaked video. One choice that changes everything. Ilya Rozanov loses his country, his team, and his shot at Olympic gold in a single night. But he doesn’t lose Shane, and that makes all the difference. A story about finding home in a person, not a place. About choosing love over legacy. And about winning the medal you never knew you needed, standing next to the one person who matters most.
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i wanna know peace again, wanna be singin' a different song by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
He thinks it cannot be healthy to be pacing the streets of Boston, an empty, hollow ache ricocheting up his spine. It does not make sense that he feels as though he is a bird caught in the mouth of a dog, the world appearing through tightly clenched, slobbering teeth. He is no fragile-boned creature, no docile lamb for any slaughter; he is the wolf on the prowl, the shadow that hunts from above. He is fear that haunts the world; he does not have it.
OR: Ilya wants: home, Shane, freedom—it does not matter. It is all selfish in the end. He is sure he does not deserve it.
- Part 3 of heated rivalry masterlist
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The Ottawa Centaurs' plane crashed.
Ilya didn't make it off the plane.
Or Shane has to grieve the death of his one true love, which is only made worse by the fact that nobody knows about his and Ilya's decade-long relationship.
Featuring supportive Hayden and Jackie Pike.
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The boys play Mario Kart after a night of fucking and make a bet that only leads to, you guessed it, more fucking. Hollanov.
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Ilya watches Shane drop the gloves on live television and thinks he looks like an angry kitten. It’s a terrible idea to tell him that.
He does it anyway … along with presenting evidence.
Shane’s going to kill him. Or maybe he won’t. Maybe he’ll put on the stupid cat ears, just this once, just for tonight, and let Ilya see him the way nobody else gets to: unguarded, trusting, and finally willing to stop fighting for a few stolen hours.
(They can’t keep doing this. They will anyway.)
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It has been six months since Ilya Rozanov has texted, acknowledged, or said anything at all to Shane Hollander after the Sochi Olympics, and Shane is on edge waiting for the day Ilya might talk to him again. They finally face one another at a pre-game conference, and the Russian man at Shane’s shoulder acts as though nothing is wrong. After the conference, Ilya corners Shane in a bathroom to antagonize him further and pushes a little too far. When they finally face each other on the ice, Shane does something he has never done in all his years in hockey: he throws a punch.
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Biting on his thumb nail, leg nervously bouncing as he hunches over his knees inside the penalty box, Ilya Rozanov scrutinizes with an unwavering gaze at the man who, blatantly and deliberately, ignores him. Or, when Ilya loses his mind over Shane not acknowledging his existence.
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