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A strong arm caught him easily, guiding him back against the shelves. The force was inhuman but controlled and gentle. The vampire leaned in, close enough that Shane could feel the chill radiating from him. “I did not come here to frighten you,” he said softly, forehead nearly brushing Shane’s. “I came to ask you on a date.” The library had settled into its late-hour stillness. Most of the overhead lights had been extinguished, leaving only a handful of brass-shaded lamps burning overhead, their yellow glow casting long shadows across the reading tables and towering shelves. Dust hung faintly in the air, visible when Shane shifted beneath the light. The place smelled of old paper, leather bindings, and furniture polish. Shane sat alone at one of the long oak tables, collar loosened, sleeves rolled to his forearms. He scratched absently at the back of his neck as his eyes dragged over the same line of text for what felt like the hundredth time. The words refused to stick. His head throbbed faintly, and the wire frames of his spectacles pinched at his temples. The clock mounted high on the wall ticked loudly in the quiet. He let out a muted groan and dropped his forehead against the tabletop, careful not to knock his books over. “Now then,” came a voice from the aisle, firm but not unkind. “You know better than that, young man. No sleeping in the reading room.” Shane lifted his head and found the librarian approaching, a stern woman in sensible shoes pushing a cart stacked neatly with returned volumes. Her hair was pinned tight at the nape of her neck, her eyes sharp behind round lenses. “Sorry, ma’am,” Shane murmured, rubbing his face with both hands. There was no arguing it. He snapped his book shut, slid it into his satchel along with his notes, and cinched the strap tight. His studies could wait until morning. Tonight, his mind was finished. He shrugged into his dusty brown leather jacket, smoothing it down out of habit, then slung the satchel over his shoulder and made his way toward the heavy front doors. Outside, the cold greeted him sharply. Winter had settled in earnest, the air biting and dry as it rushed over his face. His nose stung immediately, cheeks flushing red as he exhaled into his cupped hands. The street was quiet, save for the distant hum of an automobile somewhere far off. He lingered beneath the stone archway, shifting on his feet to keep warm, before stepping out onto the path. A cloud of smoke drifted across his vision. He coughed softly and turned his head, squinting into the gloom. For a moment, he thought it was just shadow pooled against the building. Then he saw the ember. A bright orange glow flared briefly, illuminating a cigarette between pale fingers. Shane blinked and did a double take, turning fully now as the rest of the figure resolved itself under the lamplight. The man stood half-hidden near the wall, tall and broad-shouldered, coat collar turned up against the cold. Curly, light-colored hair fell loosely across his forehead. Even in the dim light, his skin appeared unnaturally pale. Shane felt suddenly aware of himself. Of the emptiness of the street. Of the late hour. The man was…handsome. A shiver ran down Shane’s spine. He gestured awkwardly toward the cigarette. “I don’t think you’re meant to smoke here,” he said, voice hesitant despite knowing full well he was right. “Oh?” The reply was smooth, accented, foreign in a way that made Shane’s shoulders tense. “There’s a notice,” Shane added, pointing toward the sign affixed near the entrance. He nodded once, lips pressed thin, and quickly walked off without waiting for a response. The following night arrived without ceremony. Shane found himself once again leaving the library late, satchel heavier this time with completed work. The path ahead was lit by tall streetlamps, their bulbs flickering softly as he walked beneath them. The cold crept through his coat, sharp and persistent. But it wasn’t the cold that made him uneasy. It was the feeling. That unmistakable prickle along his spine, the sense of being watched. Of footsteps that weren’t quite there. He told himself it was foolish, just nerves and imagination, but he didn’t turn around. Then a voice spoke from behind him. “Are you going to ignore me forever?" The words were smooth, carrying a thick Russian drawl that slid down his spine like ice. The sound of it echoed faintly in the open street. Shane yelped, nearly jumping out of his skin as he spun around, bag slipping off his shoulder. “What the fuck—?!” he shouted.
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Surrender, take my crucifix by DaughterofLegends
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-01-02
Prince Ilya of the Rozanov Empire and Shane Hollander, son of the First Minister of the Council of Vampire Hunters, have been playing a dangerous game ever since stumbling upon each other at an abandoned citadel bordering their lands several years ago. And maybe while the first few attempts to kill each other, as expected by their respective nations, were real, now . . . it looks less like attempts on each other's lives and a lot more like foreplay to earn Shane's submission. -- Sacrilegious and Kinky Vampire/Vampire Hunter AU (no spoilers) Happy ending!
- Part 1 of Fighting Puritanism, one smutty Hollanov AU at a time
- Part 1 of weep for the damned, for their love is sweet upon the tongue
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If he hadn’t been tied to the bed, arms and legs secured with burgundy silk to each of the four posts, he was sure he would have been floating away. “Moy posyl'nyy,” my bellboy. ------ They have time, Ilya intends to use it. ** can be read as a stand-alone **
- Part 2 of Bellboy
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Coming back to The Cottage after leaving the Hollander's, Ilya and Shane make Ilya's best day even better. ---- "This is mine, yeah? Say it's mine." "Yours," Shane gasped. "It's yours. I'm yours." "That’s fucking right." Ilya's voice was fierce, possessive in a way that made Shane throb. "You want more?" "Yes! Yes, please, need more! Need you!"
- Part 3 of Stolen Moments
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When they’re done, and Rozanov is leaving, after a few minutes spent close and basking in it, Shane realizes it was worth the wait. Or: 5 times Shane has to wait for Ilya, and one time he wants to.
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oh, how everything can change in such a small time frame by forrestdean
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-01
Ilya and Shane win their first Stanley Cup together. And celebrate it.
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it's more than a dream, it's more than desire by EmberGlows
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-01
“If you wanted to be more… dominant. With me. I would…” Shane was sure his flush was spreading away from his cheeks down his neck and towards his chest. “I would like that. I would really like that.” He was barely aware he’d screwed his eyes shut in flustered embarrassment until Ilya, after a moment of silence, murmured his first name again. Shane opened them, dragged his eyes towards the screen, and felt his mouth go dry. Ilya was rubbing his fingers thoughtfully against the seam of his plush lips. His eyes looked dark, lust obvious. “You like being submissive for me, Hollander?” Of fucking course Ilya would know that word. Ilya had another day left in Moscow. Shane couldn’t stop thinking about him. (Or, oddly enough, Wayne Gretzky.)
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Shane’s hotel service by Wutdafuqisaaaa
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
“Sir I’m just a bellboy, you can’t treat the staff like that!” “Oh I think I know how the staff likes to be treated after all these years” Or, the roleplay scene in episode 6 extended bc it hasn’t left my mind since I first saw it.
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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.
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If This Room Was Burning (I Wouldn't Even Notice) by lucy_in_the_sky
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
Ilya was all too glad to assume his Ottawan identity since it brought him closer to Shane and is a simpler pathway to citizenship, but he still loved to complain about slowly becoming a 'boring Canadian' like Shane. He insists they do at least one ‘exciting’ thing every week although he keeps changing his definition of what counts as ‘exciting enough.’ Sometimes (more often than not, really) it’s something sexual. Hence the whole ‘Shane wearing a vibrating plug that Ilya controls while at a public function’ thing. AKA the hottest thing to happen in Shane's entire fucking life.
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“Well?” Shane’s voice catches, teeth gritting as his fingers clench into unforgiving porcelain. Ilya breathes out. “I can smell you from all the way down the hall.” Shane swallows, rolling his eyes as his head drops. “Fuck off.” Ilya pushes himself off from the wall, the heels of his shoes clicking against the tile. Shane doesn’t even fight it when Ilya takes his chin between his fingers, blissfully suffocated by the alpha’s proximity. Or, a Las Vegas heat fic.
- Part 1 of Nettles (Hollanov Fics)
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Of Mornings and Forevers by Juleswritesstuff
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
Ilya never imagined himself waking up beside anyone for the rest of his life. Never imagined wanting to, longing for it so much and so hard it felt like he was either dying or going crazy. Never imagined he would share a forever with somebody. Not until that fateful 23rd of December 2008 in freezing Saskatchewan. Not until a thing as trivial and simple as freckles dusted on cold-kissed skin made time stop and the world start spinning. Not until this borning, and short, and pretty, and perfect and outstanding Canadian boy who everyone deemed some new hockey God extended his hand to him and stole his fragile heart. Not until Shane Hollander.
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Shane Hollander is Really, Really Sexy by jeepeerscreepers
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
After Shane Hollander collabs with Calvin Klein for a sexy shoot, he’s the next big thing. Ilya, his secret lover, is not happy about this. After all, Ilya’s never been much of a sharer. OR Ilya owns tf out of Shane!
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Seeing Shane Hollander in the crowd at an NHL game was cool. Seeing him in the crowd at a Boston Bears game in Boston was bizarre. But seeing Shane Hollander in the stands wearing an Ilya Rozanov Jersey, the bold number 81 plastered across his broad back? That, was ludicrous. A few of the American guys on the team had decided to start a Fantasy Football league that fall, and Shane had joined wanting to be an involved and fun captain. He barely knew anything about American football, and he had finished dead last as of last Monday. So now, this was his punishment.
- Part 2 of hollanov fluff + smut one shots
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“What do you say?” Ilya asks, halting his movement to kiss Shane. Shane’s eyes widen and his heart rate picks up. “Please.” “Good.” Ilya holds either side of Shane’s face and brings him into an almost violent kiss. Teeth clash against teeth, noses smash together, and neither of them care if it hurts.
- Part 2 of
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Gym scene, except Shane overexerts himself after coming 2nd in the draft and makes an attentive Ilya very worried… Ilya always wants to take care of Shane, even when Shane doesn’t know how much he needs it. What will a dinner between the two best hockey rookies do for their rivalry?
- Part 1 of all of me
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Teasing: ‘Come on, then, Hollander. Crawl.’ On all fours, like a dog, like a bitch, Shane obeys. I want to be your pet, he thinks, wildly. I want to be your everything. I am an animal and I am yours. Nuzzle me and fuck me and tell me what to do, I don't care. If I am your dog, Ilya, then train me. Featuring some filth and whole lot of feelings, inspired by the phone call with Hayden in S01E06: Shane realises that he is kinkier than he thought. Luckily, Ilya just so happens to match his freak.
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“Hollander,” Ilya’s accent is thick, voice low. It makes Shane a little weak in the knees. “Did you dress up for me?” --- OR: Shane wears the suit to their first hookup. Ilya is very pleased (and amused) by it.
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break me down (then put me back together) by subbyjeongguk
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-30
shane and ilya try bdsm for the first time after their cottage getaway, and it doesn’t exactly go as shane had thought it would. (google didn't tell him he would sub-drop on their first try). canon universe hollanov, post-cottage and episode 6, subdrop!shane, dom!ilya
- Part 1 of shane & ilya vs bdsm!
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a blanket of freckles by Acinonyx1
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-30
Ilya Rozanov is a 42 year old hockey player on the cusp of retirement. Shane Hollander is the fresh faced rookie he's fucking.
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