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Shane keeps seeing this one guy at the gym. The guy's huge—insane thighs, astonishing butt —so it makes sense Shane can't really look away. That's the kind of body any man would long for. Or aspire to? The latter, surely. Shane doesn't ever see the guy outside the gym, though. Or in the locker room. They never even hit the showers at the same time. Until they do.
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There's no hold backs at the cottage, so Shane asks Ilya when he first fell in love. or Shane rights a wrong from his own moment of realization.
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star treatment by sobraniee
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Formula 1 RPF
2026-01-14
“I think I need you to kiss me,” Shane bursts out and closes his eyes in defeat. Pre-race psychosis, it is, Ilya thinks. Definitely heatstroke in Austria at the last race weekend. It’s either that or Ilya has trouble hearing. Rising star Shane Hollander asks him for a kiss. He closed the door for this. Or, he is really trying to get under Ilya’s skin for this race. or: Shane races for Williams, Ilya races for Toro Rosso. And rivals are not supposed to help each other out, right?
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Shane doesn’t believe in hockey, fate, or men like Ilya Rozanov. Unfortunately, none of them care.
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“No. I did have to. You were upset. Is not okay for you to be upset. Ever.” Shane blinks at him. Rozanov blinks back. Neither comment on his words – on the lines they cross, ever so slightly. When Shane doesn’t protest, Rozanov smiles sweetly, swiping his thumb over the man’s bottom teeth. He feels along the ridges of each tooth, pressing his blunt nail into the gums behind them. “Sweet thing. You come to me if you feel this way, yes? I will make it all better.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------- Shane has a hard week, resulting in a meltdown. He calls Ilya. Ilya decides to fuck it all better. Spoiler: it works.
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‘I love you too’, in sheep-language by lime_marmalade
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-12
“Wow,” Shane said, grinning like he’d just scored the winning goal in overtime. “This is… this is, uh—” he broke off to laugh. “Sorry,” he said. “It’s just really...” He waved the phone at Ilya for emphasis. “Wow.” “Yeah.” Ilya took his phone back. “‘Wow’.” Shane laughed again. “So, me in gear, huh? That’s what gets you hard?” ----- Injured and resting in Shane's house in Montreal, Ilya finds himself drawn to edits of his boyfriend's best moments on ice. Hours of mindless scrolling lead to the discovery of a kink, a blowjob and an all-round great evening.
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Still Think I'm Boring? by goindownshipping
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-11
Sveta: Your husband is doing a fucking hockey player mating call on tv right now, in case you were curious Ilya: ?? Sveta: Turn on Fallon you idiot or: Shane does hip stretches on Fallon and Ilya reacts.
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There was a build up, okay? The tuna melt fiasco is their first hookup AFTER the summer but Ilya was emboldened by the last hookup BEFORE the summer. — Inspired by the 5 second clip in the montage in episode 4 where Ilya wears the teal Adidas shirt and they kiss against the glass/up the stairs in Shane’s apartment. When Ilya leaves his hotel on that late spring evening, the sun is still out and it would actually be a great evening for a walk. Hollander’s apartment is just a half hour walk away, but Ilya calls an Uber anyway. It’s warm, he just took a shower and got all nice and handsome for an evening with the one and only Shane Hollander. It’s been over two months since their last hookup and Ilya has been pestering him all morning and afternoon with lude texts and promises. It was worth every shut the fuck up and I’m at breakfast with my parents and not.before.the.game. To be fair, Shane was the one who asked him to come over after this game and he asked this two weeks ago. Two months since they’ve fucked and now Ilya had been looking forward to this night specifically for two weeks. Whether he was jerking off, or just trying to figure out what he should have for dinner, Shane Hollander was always right there at the forefront of his mind. Ilya tries not to dwell too much on what that means, tries not to dwell on why he’s been so bored with the Boston nightlife for a while now, tries his very best not to put two and two together and come to conclusions that will benefit no one. He’s sure everything will be just fine again after they fuck tonight and he gets this out of his system. At least for a little while. It’s nice to have this, this evening. The Raiders are out of the running for the cup after today’s game and Ilya could spend all night sulking about it, could start dreading the prospect of another miserable summer in Moscow today, but instead he gets to forget about it for one more night. Shane still greets him at the back entrance. “You’re not cold?” he asks, when Ilya shows up in nothing but a longsleeve Adidas shirt. “I guess it’s a pretty nice day out, but it’s supposed to rain later tonight.” “Are you the weatherman now?” Ilya asks, passing him through the door and heading up the stairs without waiting. Shane catches up to him and tries to pass him. Ilya blocks him. He can’t help himself. They do this every time. Ilya is pretty familiar with Shane’s apartment at this point. He knows all the lights are going to be dimmed with soft orange lighting. He knows the place is going to vaguely smell like vanilla from the fancy scented candles near the entrance. Just for decor, he’s pretty sure. Ilya has never actually seen Shane turn one on and he’s also never seen the remnants of one having been turned on before. He doesn’t know if Shane even likes the scent of vanilla that much. His shampoo and soap are citrussy. He doesn’t wear cologne. If Ilya had to guess, with the limited knowledge he has, he would guess that Shane doesn’t like any strong smells at all. But what does he know, really. To him the candles smell great. Maybe it’s pavlovian at this point. He enters the apartment, smells the candles and gets unimaginably horny. He takes his shoes off, before moving any further, but once they’re off he leaves Shane at the front door and lets himself wander. He passes the brown leather couch. They hadn’t gotten further than this point the last time he was there. They had fallen onto the couch right away. He bites his lip as he passes it, remembering how Shane had tentatively reached back with one hand and had said: “You can go harder if you want.” He had said it with his eyes tightly shut. Ilya didn’t need to be told twice, held him down and fucked him hard. He made sure to keep his own eyes open though, fixed on Shane’s face for any sign of unease or discomfort. It was a great night. “Did you get a haircut?” Shane then asks. Ilya turns to look at him, hand going up to his hair without thinking. “Couple days ago,” Ilya says. “You like it?” “It looks good,” Shane says, like it’s a forced admission. Shane then closes the gap between them, placing his hands right above Ilya’s hips. “No, it looks nice, pushed back like that,” he then says, more earnestly. Ilya thinks it’s so interesting how he gives these earnest answers when they are nose to nose and gets all snappy when there is too much space between them. Shane doesn’t give out a lot of compliments, so Ilya doesn’t respond. He’s sure he’ll ruin it if he does. But his silence is barely noticeable, because Shane kisses him and Ilya kisses him back eagerly, hands coming up to Shane’s face. Ilya feels his shoulders hit the glass panel of the staircase that heads up to Shane’s bedroom. And he can feel it in that very first kiss, that Shane is as hungry for this as he is. Shane’s hands start tugging on Ilya’s shirt immediately, and Ilya is more than happy to get rid of it. He laughs when Shane refuses to stop kissing him as he leads him up the stairs. Shane still has each and every one of those pillows, even though Ilya now knows he removes half of them everytime he goes to bed, just to put them all back again when he makes the bed in the morning. Something about liking the symmetrie. Ilya makes sure Shane gets fully undressed as he drops his own jeans and underwear, and then makes himself comfortable on the bed as Shane neatly puts the clothes on the chair. It only takes a second and Ilya thinks it is cute every single time. “Come lie down with me,” Ilya says, unnecessarily. But he knows Shane likes the clarity to start with. It’s a fine line Ilya is still figuring out. Shane likes direction, but he doesn’t like being treated like a prude. Likes being bossed around and being put in position, but doesn’t like feeling used. Ilya learns something new about him every time they get together. About the way he likes to have sex at least. Shane lies down next to him, on his side like Ilya, propped up on one elbow. Shane kisses him first again, running a hand up and down his chest, fingers flicking over his nipple, grazing over his chest hair. Ilya has to touch, too. He places a firm hand on Shane’s ass, pulling him close enough for their cocks to slide over each other. They both react to it simultaneously, pulling a little chuckle out of them. Shane’s smile is sweet like honey, even when he looks away. It gives Ilya an idea. He manoeuvres Shane onto his back and gets on top of him. He uses his hands to align their cocks and then gently grinds down. It elicits the exact reaction Ilya was hoping for. “Feels good?” he asks softly, just to make Shane think about it for that moment. Shane nods, looking up at him with both his hands on Ilya’s shoulders. “Feels really good,” he says, voice a few notches deeper than usual. Ilya grinds down again, repeating his movements at a steady pace. Shane lets one hand travel up to Ilya’s head and pulls him down for a long, openmouthed kiss, until he finally stops Ilya with both hands on Ilya’s hips and a small shake of his head. “I can’t keep this up much longer, I’m going to…”
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As she watched Rozanov skate half circles around Shane's unconscious body in the unnatural quiet of the Boston arena, Jackie Pike's heart raced. Her whole body shook as her brain struggled to make sense of what was happening. A few moments later, she recognized the Russian's expression. She'd seen it on the faces of other WAGs when their men went down hard. It was the physical manifestation of her recurring nightmare - Hayden motionless and bleeding after a hit, thinking she was about to lose the love of her life. Nothing else existed but that body lying on the ice. This was exactly how Rozanov looked at him now, and the only possible explanation was love. Or, A 5 + 1 story about five people who observe the relationship between Shane and Ilya unfold in real time and come to their own conclusions about what's going on. Plus, a bonus chapter featuring the family dinner that Shane’s parents invite themselves to right after meeting Ilya for the first time.
- Part 1 of Hollanov From the Outside In
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I’ve Seen Love Die, Way Too Many Times by orphan_account
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-10
Kinda AU where Shane and Ilya are forced to discuss their mental health issues before TLG? Shane goes to surprise visit Ilya a month after he’s moved to Ottawa only to find that his mental health isn’t great. Shane’s isn’t either after a health scare and he’s forced to focus his exercise behaviors with Ilya. (TW ED/discussion of suicidal thoughts).
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blame it all on the weather by hnjsngluvr69
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-09
This thing with Rozanov – it's gotten a little out of hand. It started years ago, when they were both new on the job and stupidly nervous. They'd ended up at the same hotel during a series of clippers somewhere in Ontario, and somehow a night of griping about the realities of field reporting ended with Shane spread out in Ilya's bed. or, Shane and Ilya are field reporters for rival weather channels who keep ending up in bed together.
- Part 3 of hollanov <3
- Part 1 of heated meteorology
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Shane gives himself a minute, hand on the wall in case his knees give out. His heart is still racing behind his ribs. It went fine, he reminds himself. They still love you. This is not how the nightmare usually goes. That's the thing about nightmares though, you can't out run them. Maybe he just has to sit in it for a while, wait for this new reality to reform itself around him. They still love you. OR nightmares aren't real, but waking up is still a process
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The One Where Shane Tries Shuba by asclepius_erebus
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-07
Shane is curious about what it would be like to celebrate a Russian Christmas, and Ilya delivers.
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Twelve Years, Still Ours by leialoo7
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-01-07
Twelve years after filming their first CCM ad together, Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov are asked to return for a follow-up campaign. The offer sparks reflection and conversation about privacy, visibility, and what it means to exist openly as a married couple in the NHL. --- “Okay,” Farah said, brightly. “So. CCM reached out.” Shane straightened instinctively. He and Ilya were both sponsored by CCM, they had been for years. Would CCM pull their sponsorships now that they were publicly out? Would they only want to keep working with one of them now that they were married and would be playing on the Centaurs together this season? “They want you two for a new ad campaign,” she continued, eyes sparkling. “A twelve-year retrospective referencing the one you shot together the summer before your rookie year.”
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PyeongChang 2018. The official motto for this Olympics? Passion. Connected. Shane and Ilya take the words to heart, though probably not in the way the organisers had in mind.
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my heart has changed by amongtheshadows
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-06
“You don’t have to.” Ilya whispers. “What?” “Love me. You don’t have to. To say it, you can move on, you can find someone better, you don’t have to.” he says. “I am. . . not good.” he settles on after trying to find the right words in his mind. *Alternate ending to episode 4*
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“Did you… Did you get a whole roll of wrapping paper for it?” “Yes. And ribbon.” “You’re cute.” “Shut up.” // shane’s birthday is next week. ilya has gifts for him.
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The small, blocky ‘81’ that was now stamped on his hipbone looked very much like a reminder. A mark of claim. He was Ilya’s, and those two numbers were a physical sign to the whole damn world of that. He belonged to him, no matter what anyone said. They were together, and fuck everyone else. OR Shane surprises Ilya with a tattoo, and Ilya is VERY happy.
- Part 2 of Hollanov
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"Can I tell you stuff that *is* fun?”
"Sure," Kip invites. "Like what?"
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Kip and Scott get to know what makes each other tick.- Language:
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Shane is a reporter for The New Yorker. Ilya works as a political consultant at the Russian Consulate. They’ve known each other since being rivals on the hockey team in college. It took a while for them to become friends, but since they have, the pair have gotten close. Very close. As their bachelor years dwindle, they decide to try to set one another up with their best girlfriends. It doesn’t go as they’d hoped. Or, Hudson inspired me to write a When Harry Met Sally AU. Happy New Year.
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- #76868701
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