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Have I told you lately I'm grateful you're mine? by justbeingzsozso
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-09-14
The sun was shining through the cottage window, painting the room in a golden light. Shane, ever the early riser, has been already up for an hour or so, watching Ilya’s every feature transform in the changing light. The faint amount of freckles that dot Ilya’s face –not the same kind Shane has, but still visible for those who are close enough–, his long, naturally curly eyelashes, his slightly parted lips and twitching nose are all things Shane could never get enough of. or Shane and Ilya spend a lazy day together durring their stay at the cottage.
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“I like how long your hair is getting. You look pretty,” Shane’s blush intensified. “Fuck off,” he scoffed, although there was no mockery in Ilya’s voice, only genuine affection. This was the voice only reserved for Shane, usually when they were in the dark, able to tell themselves that they were the only two people in the world. Another snarky comment died on Shane’s tongue as Ilya moved his hand, brushing Shane’s freckles with his thumb. Slowly, Shane’s eyelids fluttered closed, letting himself focus on nothing but the gentle touch of Ilya’s fingers on his face. Suddenly the touch on his skin vanished, but it was quickly replaced by Ilya’s thumb rubbing against Shane’s bottom lip. He opened his eyes to find Ilya staring down at his mouth, and he couldn’t help his own gaze from wandering down, fixating on Ilya’s lips. or: Alexei is an asshole and Shane is Ilya's safe space There was a rerun of some hockey game still playing on the tv, but the school day had exhausted the boys so much they had dozed off during second intermission. They had been sitting next to one another, Ilya’s legs stretched out in front of him, feet sitting on the coffee table. Somehow in their sleep they had rolled closer to one another. Shane had landed with his head rested between Ilya’s shoulder and chest, while Ilya’s arm had snaked itself around Shane, hand rest on his head. It was the sounds of fast and angry Russian that shook them both out of their slumber. Alexei was standing in front of the coffee table, his face contorted in disgust as he continued to shout words that Shane couldn’t understand. Ilya had jerked away, basically shoving Shane off of him, and started rapidly replying, his face pale. Shane managed to capture a few words, "Pedik" spit from Alexei’s mouth, "luchshiye druz'ya", Ilya seemed to plead back. Alexei had started shouting something else when he seemed to notice that Shane was still sitting there, fearfully watching the exchange between brothers. “I think it’s time for you to go,” Alexei said coldly. Shane stood up and rushed past the large man, sparing a glance back at Ilya who was adamantly not meeting Shane’s eye. As Shane closed the front door to Ilya’s house he could still hear Alexei shouting. Shane had texted Ilya an hour later, checking if he was okay, but he got no reply. Throughout the night he continuously checked his phone, waiting to see Ilya’s name pop up, but there was radio silence. He tried to brush it off, figured Ilya needed time to deal with the nightmare that was his brother. Shane was sure he’d be okay at school tomorrow. By lunch the next day, Ilya still hadn’t shown up to school or answered any of Shane’s texts that had gotten more frantic by the hour. Shane barely listened to any of his teachers throughout the day, constantly checking his phone and staring at the classroom door. He was waiting for Ilya to walk in, slide in the seat behind him, and whisper some asshole remark in his ear. After school, Shane debated going to Ilya’s house, but he feared that Alexei would be home and not happy to see him. Instead he once again spent the night desperately looking at his phone, willing a text from Ilya to come through. His parents asked him several times during dinner if he was okay, but he just shrugged them off and offered some excuse about his classes stressing him out. A few hours later Shane lay in his bed, attempting to read, when he finally heard his phone ping. "Open your window", Ilya had sent. Quickly Shane scrambled to the window and looked out to see Ilya crouched on the roof. He opened the window and gestured Ilya to hurry inside. “What the fuck are you doing? You know we have a front door, right?” “Oh come on, you know you love when I come through your window,” Ilya smirked as he climbed in, “It makes you feel like you’re breaking the rules.” Shane rolled his eyes, refusing to deny his friend’s statement. As Ilya stood up Shane noticed the distant look in his eye, a look that Ilya was trying to mask with his cheeky grin. “Are you okay?” Shane asked softly. Ilya shrugged, “I’m fine, just didn’t feel like dealing with school today.” He walked past Shane and crossed to the other side of the bed. “I’m sleeping here, Alexei and his friends are high and refuse to let me sleep.” He kicked off his shoes and lifted the covers before crawling in. Shane sighed in mock annoyance, although he was mostly just relieved Ilya was here and okay, and that Shane could make sure he stayed that way. He grabbed his pillow off the bed and tossed it on the ground before grabbing a blanket from the bottom of his bed. “What are you doing?” Ilya raised his head, “Come here,” Ilya leaned over and pulled back the covers on Shane’s side of the bed. “We’re not little kids anymore Ilya,” Shane argued, although he offered no other objections as he returned his pillow to his bed and laid down. He turned on his side so he and Ilya were facing one another. “What happened with Alexei yesterday?” Shane asked gently, not wanting to push Ilya too far. Ilya shook his head, “Nothing, he’s just an asshole,” his voice was calm but Shane could hear the anger and bitterness that coated the words. Shane knew that Ilya’s relationship with his brother was fraught, it had been that way since they were kids, Alexei belittling Ilya in an effort to hide the resentment that Ilya was their father’s favorite. Not that that benefitted Ilya much. Now that they were older, Alexei was out of the house more and more, but when he came around his presence was a weight that dragged Ilya down somewhere that Shane struggled to pull him out of. Shane opened his mouth but before he could ask anything else he yelped, feeling Ilya’s cold foot against his leg. “Fuck off! Your feet are freezing,” Shane complained, although he didn’t push Ilya off. Instead he moved his other leg so it was wrapped around Ilya, their limbs tangling together. “Is your skin always this warm or only around me?” Ilya raised his eyebrows, a mischievous smirk on his lips. Shane rolled closer to shove his shoulder, “You’re an asshole, you know that?” Ilya’s face fell slightly, a sad softness settling there, “Yes, I know,” his mouth curled up, “You like it though.”
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Shane Hollander's aggression problem by connorsseurs, justbeingzsozso
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-07-21
Ilya's face has got a little rosy tint to it, where the sun burned him. He complained about it to Shane, and demanded healing kisses which he got without complaint. There is some drool coming out of his mouth, landing on Shane's shirt, who is sure he would find it nasty if he didn't have this man's dick in his mouth on the regular. Ilya periodically lets out little noises, some hums and snorts, that amuses Shane greatly. God, he never wants to get up from this moment. He keeps on looking at his boyfriend, who is smiling in his sleep, making his cheeks go round, and Shane gets this unexplainable, sudden urge: I need to bite him. Or, 5 times Shane got cuteness agression watching Ilya, and one time he got it for someone else
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He isn't going to talk to Shane about it –or God forbid, stop it– before this goes any further. To be completely honest, Ilya can imagine things a lot worse than Shane with his big doe eyes staring at him, his perfect plush lips opening just slightly. Or Shane has an obsession and his best friend is more than willing to help.
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home is wherever i'm with you by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-05-16
Shane wants to stay right here. He wants to stare at Ilya forever. He wants to count Ilya’s moles, his eyelashes, his breaths. To memorize every part of him. Moments like this, it’s hard to think about the things they denied themselves, all the time that they wasted. When it comes to Ilya he wants and wants and wants.
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A rainy morning in bed.
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“...oh,” his mom says. “Oh, honey, you were seeing someone? You never said anything.”
“It’s-it’s complicated.” He catches the present tense too fucking late to do anything about it, and he barely resists the urge to either groan or slip forward to start beating his head against the coffee table.
Fuck his fucking life.
“You’re still…seeing this person?” His mom asks, and the amount of control he can hear her exerting is almost painful. “Who is-”
“Yuna,” his dad cuts in, voice quiet, “maybe give him a second, yeah?”
Yeah, Shane agrees in his head. Give him a second.
Maybe give him a decade while they’re at it.
(when shane's old fake id falls out of his wallet around his parents, he has to explain that it was to book hotel rooms before he was 21)
(...and then he has to explain why he needed to book those hotel rooms in the first place)
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How did he let this happen?
Shane's not sure.
One moment, he was on the gym floor not staring at Rozanov's
gorgeoussweaty body. Then Shane was standing up, but his legs were weak for some god forsaken reason and Rozanov was there, just an arm around his waist to keep him upright, and now...Well.
Now Shane's on his knees on the floor of Ilya Rozanov's shower.
Or
Heated Rivalry, but the boys are forced to have an honest conversation around 8 years earlier than they do in canon.
- Part 1 of Finding Family
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Ilya wants to cuddle his hot and sweaty boyfriend... Shane just wants to shower!
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if the silence takes you (then i hope it takes me too) by chagrinocturne
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-04-02
“Ilya, baby,” he started, instinctively, in English. “Slow down a little, I-” “Что?” he murmured, blinking at him, confused now. “Почему…?” Or: Ilya is the one taking a hit on the ice. He’s brought to the hospital, concussed. When he wakes, he can only speak Russian… and Shane has been studying.
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“Hi,” Ilya says, his attempt at making his voice a purr lost to how fucking happy he is, to have this, to see Shane Hollander in a way no one else ever gets to. He crosses the room and kneels over him, pulling him up into a kiss that Shane gives him easily, making a sweet, soft noise that makes Ilya want to bite him with how cute it is. Instead, he gets a handful of the edge of the soft, fuzzy blanket to whip it off of Shane and replace it with his own body-
-only to be stopped when the blanket turns out to be far, far fucking heavier than he anticipated, pulling him up short when his attempt at a flick ends with barely moving the edge before it flops back down with audible weight.
(ilya versus shane's weighted blanket)
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Run From Me (I'll Still Catch You) by vlademetri
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-19
Shane exhaled sharply. "I want you to chase me through the woods." Ilya's fingers stilled in Shane's hair. "Like a race?" His voice was calm, but Shane could feel the way his chest tensed beneath his cheek. Shane shook his head. "No." The word came out breathless, half swallowed against Ilya's collarbone. or Shane proposes a fantasy and something about it hits too close to home for Ilya. How will they get past it?
- Part 2 of Hollanov’s Terms & Conditions
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Starting something new by lehnsherry
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-15
“Is there a boy?” Rose asks, feeling a lot of conflicting emotions. A part of her is giddy and curious, and another dreads the answer a little. Shane sighs so hard his shoulders sag, biting his lip and blinking quickly. “There used to be”, he admits. OR: Shane's coming out to Rose goes a little differently.
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Cancelled Flight Home by vlademetri
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-11
But he refused—absolutely refused—to sleep on the airport floor. Across from him, however, Ilya had surrendered to that reality much faster. or Shane will not sleep on the dirty airport floor...unless his husband asks nicely cause he's sad Read pt. 2 HERE
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“Rozanov needs a place to stay. His visa won’t allow him to go home to Russia over the break, and we don’t have the cash to put him in a hotel.”
Did the Harvard dorms completely shut down over the winter break? What about the dining hall? Shane supposed he didn’t really know. He’d never stuck around to find out, when he was younger.
“Okay?”
Coach raised his eyebrows. “So, he’s staying with you.”
Shane’s eyes went wide.
“What?”
“Come on, Captain,” Wiebe looked down his nose at Shane. “Try not to look too thrilled.”
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or, Shane's a senior captain with an empty house over winter break. and Ilya's the freshman who will be crashing his Christmas.- Part 1 of dana street
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Roz is out of his gear much faster than he usually is and he’s unlocking his phone with an urgency as if something were on fire. “Bro, you good?” Cliff asks while he’s still in the process of getting out of his own gear. Ilya looks up from his phone with a somewhat wild look in his eyes. “I cannot reach Jane.” Ilya says and there’s nearly no volume to it at all. It's more of a whisper than anything else. Cliff Marlow notices some things and connects some dots.
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“Now it is time to let everything go, yes?” Shane could feel Ilya’s voice rumbling through his chest from where his cheek was pressed to his body. “You can let everything go and I will take care of it, ok?” --- OR: Shane drops after they leave his parents' cottage. Ilya helps bring him back up.
- Part 10 of Episode Aftercare
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In a timeline where Scott never worked up the nerve to kiss Kip, Ilya and Shane still make their relationship official but he never decides to play for Ottawa. Instead, they stick to a long-distance relationship which leads to Hayden hiding in a bathroom while his best friend crawls into bed with the most abhorrent man in the entire league.
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“He did not hit you on purpose,” Shane defended. “And you attacked him after he helped you up, remember? If the medic didn’t bench you, starting a fight would have. You probably got the better end of the deal.”Good, Hayden thought to himself. At least he wasn’t going to throw JJ under the bus for what was clearly an accident.
Ilya tsk’d in annoyance. “Don’t act like he didn’t take the opportunity to throw a punch,” he replied. “I saw you go after Marleau, too.”
“Well, I had to go after someone. I couldn’t just stand there why everyone was fighting and look like an idiot,” Shane responded with a shrug. “Besides, it was mild payback for him sending me to the hospital.”
“He said you fight like Pomeranian,” Ilya retorted with a straight face. “Puppy mitts that barely hurt.”
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This is worse, somehow, than every other goodbye from the past eight years.
Worse, to have all of Ilya now and not be able to touch him.
It’s been two hours since they last kissed and weeks until they’ll get to again and there aren’t enough ‘I love you’s in the world to make this hurt less.
Ilya is just looking at him, glassy-eyed and a little desperate, and Shane’s hands creak on the steering wheel.
“You need to get out of the car before I do something stupid,” he croaks, squeezing his eyes shut against the tears he can already feel welling up.
“Like what?” Ilya asks, voice scratchy and morose.
“Like turn around and drive you back to Montreal with me.” He opens his eyes again, finding Ilya’s gaze across the console. “Or kiss you.”
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In which saying goodbye after the cottage is a lot harder than either of them anticipated.
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A Simple Question; A Solid Truth by loveleclerc
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-31
A soulmate. It was what all alphas, betas, and omegas had searched for since the creation of their kind. It was a time that came for every and all beings of full maturity that could speak, run, feel, breathe, hunt, and fuck. And now, it was Shane's turn. He would embark to find his mate like all others who had come before him, consummate the mating bond, and begin the next chapter of his life with the missing piece of his fractured soul—an alpha of his very own. A Hollanov primal A/B/O AU fueled by instincts, mating traditions, and soulmate bonds.
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find light in the beautiful sea by weeb_grass
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-31
“Ilya,” he breathes into Shane's open, slightly panting mouth. Shane jostles their position, pointing his thumb at his own chest in an exaggerated manner. “Shane,” he replies. Quietly, like it's a request, not a statement. Ilya's eyes gentle, and he kisses Shane's nose. “Shane.” Or: another "Shane stays post-tuna melt scene" fic.
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