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  1. Shane Hollander Starts a Bar Fight by

    Heated Rivalry (TV)
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    2026-01-12

    Tensions are high between the Montreal Metros and the Ottawa Centaurs during Shane's first season in Ottawa. After bringing a devastating loss against the Metros, the teams encounter each other in a bar in downtown Ottawa. The Metros are looking for a fight, and Shane is fucking tired of being good. "That was an exciting win against New York tonight." "Thank you," Drapeau, the starting goalie for the Montreal Metros said, sweat dripping off the stringy strands of dark hair that fell over his forehead. "We did exactly what we had to do, played some good hockey." "You got a shut out, congratulations." Drapeau laughed, his eyes very obviously sliding down the female reporter's body. He smirked. "Thank you, it wasn't hard." "So confident, that's what we like to hear," she said. "The Admirals did try hard, do you have any idea how many goals of Scott Hunter's you stopped tonight." Drapeau raised his eyebrows and all but rolled his eyes, he glanced up and around before answering. "I don't count, not a lot of his, I don't think, he didn't get many opportunities." She laughed, "You are all very confident in this season, even though it is so early. Does that confidence come from new leadership on the Metros line?" "Our captain? Yeah, Olsson is great. He really earned it, unlike...well." The reporter jumped on the opportunity to mention him, now that the door was cracked open slightly. "Your former captain is now playing for the Ottawa Centaurs. How do you feel about the Metros' chances against them this season?" Drapeau laughed, he sounded tired. His smile fell, then reformed, gleefully twisted. "I'm not worried. Hollander was slowing us down. Now we know why. The Centaurs have never been a winning team, everyone knows that. I think they will be too...distracted," he laughed at the word 'distracted', ensuring everyone knows exactly what he means, "to play well. At least for as long as Hollander and Rozanov are on the line." The reporter looked momentarily flabbergasted at how explicit Drapeau was being in his contempt. She stuttered, and he took the opportunity to thank her and duck out of there. Shane was riding an exercise bike to death. Not to his death, to its death. He stared at his legs in the mirror, a blur of movement and muscle. He was overdoing it on the bike, Luca Haas panting and sweating through his shirt on the bike beside him, trying to keep up, when Shane decided he wasn't going to play fair anymore. Everyone else in the league played dirty. Everyone was happy slinging mud. His former team was working to slander his name at every opportunity. Shane's been trying to rise above. On the internet, some people believed what the Metros said; hat he was weak and holding them back. They pulled up his stats for hitting and taking hits on the ice and called him a scared pansy. Pansy was the nicest slur people used. Shane went harder on the bike, until he couldn't watch himself in the mirror anymore, he had to squeeze his eyes shut and push. Some actually do believe he and Ilya cheated throughout their time in the league. The major news outlets weren't reporting that way, at least, not anymore. Not after a beautiful cease and desist from Farah's team. But they thought it, they all thought it. Shane did not say a single thing against his former team or his former teammates. He was polite when reporters asked searching, or abrasive, questions. He just sighed and locked his phone when he saw photographs of he and Ilya holding hands on the internet, taken by some random person they hadn't noticed. He was taking all the attention in goddamn stride. Until his breaking point. Drapeau's interview at the Metros second game of the season irked Shane. Irked was a nice way of saying, it drove Shane up the fucking wall. It did Ilya too, Ilya got angry, Shane did too. The difference was, Shane's anger was internal. Ilya swore and threw a water bottle. "Distracted? We see how distracted he is as goalie with an eye swollen shut." Shane loved his husband, and he wished he shared his ability to verbalize his emotions. Shane let Ilya kiss him senseless, putting it out of his mind for the time being, but that interview was the match struck. The tweet from Comeau was holding the match to the fuse. It was only about three days after the Drapeau interview. It went out in the middle of the night. Shane didn't see it until 7:30 that morning. He was in from his morning run, making a smoothie. Ilya was still in bed. They had a long night, but Shane could never sleep in. It was a curse, one he wished his husband shared. @GGComeau20: hollander wsa a fuckin fag + were all glad he went back to wehere he came from The rampant spelling errors likely meant that Comeau was drunk, which made sense for him. He was a notorious partier, his reputation was even more prolific than Ilya's. As his captain, he had been worried about him, but Comeau was never receptive to being handled, so there wasn't much Shane could do about it. Shane felt a familiar burn of anger and regret grow in him. It rose in him like heartburn, and lingered the same. He tried to breathe, and managed it. Comeau could call him a fag all he wanted, Shane heard it all the time. He's heard it all his life. Now, it's directed at him rather than around him, and

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  2. nasha sem'ya (our family) by

    Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
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    2026-01-09

    Shane is kidnapped by Russians hoping to settle a debt from Ilya's brother. Ilya goes to great lengths to retrieve him.

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