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The Hayden Pike Problem by OikawaHajime13
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-19
Hayden Pike signs with the Ottawa Centaurs. And Ilya has...feelings about it.
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- #76046921
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the anesthesia made me do it by pucksandpower
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-19
Wisdom teeth surgery: 0/10, would not recommend. Confessing your feelings to your secret boyfriend while high on anesthesia in front of a nurse: -10/10, please make it stop. Shane’s parents are in Belize, he’s got an emergency dental surgery, and Ilya drives two hours from Ottawa without hesitation. What follows is 24 hours of post-op care, an alarming amount of feelings said out loud, and the mortifying realization that yes, he really did call Ilya a “hot lion.” At least the nurse was cool about the whole secret boyfriend thing.
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76048306
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In the palm of your hand by clockwrkpendrxgon
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-15
The one where Shane and Ilya find out they are having twins.
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Scott: I’ve been getting asked if it’s me. I considered denying but if we all deny and one person doesn’t, that sort of gives their identity away and I’m not sure they want that.
Ilya: Everyone thinks is me. My agent asked if I want to comment too
Scott: Wait, it's not you?
Ilya: Maybe 🤔 Or maybe not 🤪
Eric: What?Or: When Adrian Dela Cruz reveals he dated an NHL player, chaos and damage control ensue. A story told through texts, tweets, and one pretentious Variety article.
- Part 1 of the secret society of stick handlers
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- #75688111
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father figure (i protect the family) by shesawelcomesign
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-14
“I, for one, think it’s a great idea,” Troy chimes. “Mind your own business, Barrett,” Ilya says. He looks at Shane. “I don’t know. Could be fun.” “Um,” Shane says eloquently. or, the young guys on the Centaurs want to bond with their Captain and his husband. Naturally, they ask if they can have a sleepover.
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Five times Ilya lied (but not really) to his teammates about Shane, and one time he didn’t have to.
Inspired by two Cliff Marlow lines: In the airport, when their game with Montreal gets cancelled and he tells Ilya, “Whoever she is, she’s gonna get over it,” and the scene in the locker room when he says, “Wow, this Montreal girl works you up, brother—you’re straight up blushing, Roz.”
Or, the Boston Bears’ perspective of Ilya and Shane’s “secret” relationship over the years
- Part 1 of The Montreal Girl (Lily & Jane)
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you're all that i need (underneath the tree) by strwbrryfox
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-10
“Hollander,” Ilya greeted. He was leaning over the partition of Shane's desk with a lop-sided smile on his face. “Rozanov,” Shane said pointedly. “You sound upset.” “I’m not upset.” “It is too early in the morning for you to look like you want to kill me,” Ilya pointed out. “It’s never too early for that,” Shane threw back, unnecessarily shuffling some papers around on his desk. “Do you need something?” “A pen,” Ilya shrugged, not being able to stop the dumb smile forming on his face at Shane’s reaction. or, ilya and shane are co-workers. they like each other but are oblivious idiots about it. also, it's christmas!
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How to Come Out as Heterosexual: A Guide for Anxious Rookies by pucksandpower
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-10
Shane and Ilya take their rookie to Kingfisher for some post-game celebration. It’s supposed to be a fun night out — just drinks, darts, and team bonding. Instead, Noah spends the entire evening having an existential crisis that culminates in him nervously showing up at their hotel room at 1 AM because he has something important to tell them. Something he’s been anxious about all night. Something that requires courage to say out loud. He’s straight. (Or the most supportive hockey husbands in the league accidentally become hockey dads to a terminally anxious rookie who thinks “coming out as straight” is a thing he needs to do.) The bus ride back to the hotel feels like a victory lap, even though they’re just crawling through Manhattan traffic at eleven PM on a Saturday night. Ilya’s sprawled across two seats near the back, his legs extending into the aisle because he’s never learned how to sit like a normal person. Shane’s next to him, scrolling through his phone with that little smile he gets when he’s reading congratulatory texts from his family. Three rows up, Noah Blanchard sits alone, staring out the window at the lit-up city like he’s never seen buildings before. “Hey,” Ilya calls out, loud enough that half the bus turns to look. “Baby Blanchard.” Noah’s ears go red — they always do — but he twists around in his seat. “Yeah?” “You come out with us tonight.” It’s not a question. Ilya doesn’t really do questions when he’s decided something. Shane looks up from his phone, eyebrows raised. “We’re going out?” “Of course we go out. We win. We are in New York. We go to Kingfisher.” Ilya says this like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, like they didn’t just play nearly twenty-three minutes each and it isn’t creeping toward midnight. “I’m not twenty-one yet,” Noah says, and his voice does that thing where it cracks a little at the end. He’s twenty, but sometimes he sounds about fifteen. “Is okay,” Ilya waves his hand dismissively. “You are with NHL team. Is fine.” “That’s not how the law works,” Shane says, but he’s already got that look on his face that means he’s going to give in. He’s always been soft when it comes to their teammates, and especially soft when it comes to Noah, who showed up to training camp in September looking like a scared puppy and hasn’t quite shaken the expression. “Scott will let him in,” Ilya insists. “He knows us. He knows Noah is good kid.” “Scott’s probably pretty pissed at us right now,” Shane points out. “We just beat them four to two.” Ilya grins, all teeth. “Exactly. So we go rub it in his face.” Shane sighs, but he’s smiling. He turns in his seat to look back at Noah properly. “You want to come? You don’t have to. No pressure.” Noah looks between them, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “I mean ... yeah. Yeah, okay. If you think it’s cool.” “Is very cool,” Ilya says firmly. “You are Centaur now. You come out with Centaurs.” “Most of the team’s probably just gonna crash,” Shane says, glancing around the bus. Half the guys look like they’re already asleep, slumped against windows or each other. “But we usually hit up Kingfisher when we’re in New York. It’s ... well, you’ll see.” Noah nods, even though he looks a little uncertain. He’s got that wide-eyed expression he wears a lot, like the world is happening to him faster than he can process it. “Text your parents or whatever,” Shane adds. “Let them know you’ll be out a bit longer.” “Shane,” Ilya says, his voice dripping with amusement. “He is not baby.” “He’s our rookie,” Shane counters. “And his mom follows me on Instagram. I’m not dealing with an angry mom in my DMs.” Ilya laughs at that, loud and bright, the kind of laugh that makes other people want to laugh too. “Okay, okay. Yes, Noah, text your mama. Tell her your hockey dads are taking good care of you.” “Please don’t call yourselves that,” Noah mutters, but he’s pulling out his phone, so he’s clearly going to do it anyway. The bus pulls up to their hotel, and there’s the usual chaos of everyone gathering their stuff and stumbling out into the cold night air. Shane grabs both his and Ilya’s bags because Ilya’s already halfway to the sidewalk, turning back to yell at Noah to hurry up. “We meet in lobby in twenty minutes,” Ilya announces. “You change, we change, then we go.” “Do I need to dress nice?” Noah asks, hovering near the bus doors. Shane considers this. “It’s a bar. Just wear ... I don’t know, not your team hoodie?” “Wear something tight,” Ilya suggests with a wicked grin. “Show off that rookie body.” “Ilya,” Shane says, in that warning tone he’s perfected over the years. “What? I am just saying he should look good. We all should look good.” Ilya gestures at himself like he’s exhibit A, which, to be fair, he usually is. They scatter to their rooms — Noah’s somewhere on the fourth floor, while Shane and Ilya have a suite on the seventh because Ilya always upgrades them when they’re on the road. “Is investment in our happiness,” he always says, and Shane stopped arguing about it years ago. Shane showers quickly, because Ilya takes forever and they’re never going to make twenty minutes otherwise. When he comes out, toweling his hair dry, Ilya’s standing in front of the closet in just his briefs, scowling at his options like they’ve personally offended him. “It’s a bar, not a fashion show,” Shane says.
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Shane regretted keeping his observations to himself because Ilya, pale and sweating after putting on his gear, basically collapsed on the ice. He was filled with dread, disappointment, and self-loathing the entire ambulance ride to the hospital. He allowed the love of his life— his other half—to wave off his pain to avoid an argument. Or Ilya Rozanov has an appendectomy.
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“You are drunk,” it was a statement, not a question. Shane tried to play it off anyway. “I’m not,” he whined. Ilya laughed, “You are slurring words, Hollander.” --- OR: Shane finds Ilya on the roof in Vegas but he's had a couple more shots. Ilya finds Shane's drunkenness endearing enough to crack through his sulking.
- Part 1 of Episode Aftercare
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We didn't even kiss They hadn’t kissed. Shane had been lying there, right next to him, and Ilya hadn’t kissed him. Hadn’t leaned over a foot of space when he’d spent the last year just wanting to be in the same room as Shane Hollander. Fuck. --- OR: Shane sends the text. Ilya chases after him.
- Part 2 of Episode Aftercare
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say you'll see me again by jarpadsalecki
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-11-23
Shane Hollander was too far away in the stands for Ilya to see him earlier. Now here he is, up close. Shane Hollander, Canadian boy wonder, who Ilya is just about sick and tired of hearing about. Shane, the boy he has been dreaming about since he was eight years old.
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Ilya and Shane take their kids trick-or-treating for the first time, dressed up as Batman characters!
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Shane is bad at being gay. Ilya loves to tease his husband.
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Delicious BBQ (Bathroom Blowjob Quickie) by bubbleomatic
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-09-29
Ilya wasn’t sure what turned him on more: being accepted and loved unconditionally by the Hollanders, or seeing Shane dripping wet and glistening in the summer sun. Whatever the reason was, he needed to get Shane alone. And fast.
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Shane learns what cologne Ilya wears, and can't help himself.
Update: now featuring fanart in ch. 2!
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“So.” Shane started, he huffed a shy little laugh and found it odd, why was he being this way? “Sooo?” Ilya drawled and began to saunter over to his husband. Shane took a step back when Ilya neared him. Ilya didn’t stop, and Shane ended up pressed against the door. “How exhausted are you?” Ilya asked, and Shane noticed the tell-tale smirk. “Not at all. You?” Ilya shook his head in response, “Nope.” His hands slid up the door, caging Shane in, which made him swallow thickly. “I want to make love to you tonight, Hollander.” Shane’s entire body buzzed with anticipation and joy. “But first…do you want more cake?” Shane swooped in to kiss him, because he just needed to, or else he’d burst, “Yes. Cake. Then come ravage me.”
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I'm only cryptic and machiavellian ‘cause I care by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-07-05
It was a Tuesday morning in late December, and Shane was mid-protein smoothie when his phone buzzed with a surprising notification. A direct message from Troy Barrett, who he had never met or talked to. But he followed back when Troy followed him, mostly out of curiosity. And it was definitely weird to be getting a message from him.
Remember when Troy thought about asking for Shane's phone number? What would have happened if he actually acted on it?
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A Weight Lifted by broccolicheddarchicken, bubbleomatic
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-05-09
Alone in his room, Ilya smiled. Not the public-facing smirk he used as a mask in daily conversation, not the silly slant he offered teammates and staff. No, this was a real, big goofy smile. A smile he’d unconsciously tucked away for months, maybe even years. It almost felt foreign to smile this big. He needed to call Shane. With a sigh, Shane set his book on the nightstand. He couldn’t focus on it at all, so he might at least try to sleep. After checking his phone—no texts from his fiancé—and turning off the light, he laid down to sleep. About five minutes later, his phone rang.
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Ilya suggests an outing skating. It isn't what Shane expected, but it is definitely better.
- Part 50 of Game Changers Boys
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- #62217625