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The words start spilling out faster than he can think them, a desperate spew of apologies and half-explanations through ragged gasps, vision blurry at the edges. “I swear, I didn’t know. I would have told you, I wouldn’t have—” Shane cuts himself off with a sob. “With my suppressants, I shouldn’t even be able to get—” “You are pregnant,” Ilya says, his dark eyes unreadable. Shane just closes his eyes. “I was.” An alternate version of Shane's accident on the ice.
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- #75707846
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While watching Heated Rivalry, it occurred to me to wonder: why does every man we see strip on the show have the same underwear? This clearly needed to be explored.
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i know you by your heart (i will call you by your name) by justhockey
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-13
He wanted to take it back instantly. Wanted to swallow his name down, down, down, shove it back into his heart where he’s been hiding it for - god - years. He wanted to go back in time a few seconds, to just before the moment when he ruined it all. He’d call him Hollander, instead. He’d whisper something sweet in Russian so Shane would never know - so Ilya could speak his feelings into existence without Shane hearing them. He’d do anything at all to fix it. (Or, Shane leaves. Then he comes back.)
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too broken to fix by sochilya (93kooker)
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
“Are you going to be a dick and not talk about it?” Shane finally asks. Ilya is not a dick. Not always. Only when he really wants to be. “I get worried when you’re like this.” “You will have panic attack, Hollander.” “Ilya.” Shane rolls into him and buries his face into Ilya’s chest. Ilya leans down to take a long breath of his damp hair. Being close to him should be enough. Isn’t it enough? “I’m serious. I notice things.” (or; Ilya is fucking depressed again. The only person who helps is Shane.)
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- #75614041
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We Can Burn Brighter Than The Sun by overlycaffeinatedgalaxy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
Hollander gestures to where they’re sitting and asks, “This okay?” Rozanov yells, once more, “Puppies!” -- OR: The Stanley Cup Champion Ottawa Centaurs Do Buzzfeed's Puppy Interview
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- AO3:
- #75657376
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Keep Your Eyes on the Prize by MASD_1138
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
It's Shane's first game with the Ottawa Centaurs and Ilya decides to up the stakes a little.
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like you're made (just for me) by brokencomatose
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
if you would’ve asked shane over a decade ago, he would’ve told you that he doesn’t believe in soulmates. the idea that there’s someone out there just for him was always something that he wouldn’t have outright scoffed at, but he would’ve shaken his head in amusement and went on. and then came ilya rozanov.
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“Shane- Hey. Hey.” His voice cracks. A tremor runs through his hands as he turns Shane carefully onto his side, supporting his head so it doesn’t flop. The warmth of Shane’s skin is still there, but it feels wrong now, like a warning instead of an invitation. Fuck. What the hell just happened? He tries to steady himself, but his hands are trembling so badly that they fumble over Shane’s body, checking for any sign that he’s okay. A pulse. Anything. His head is racing, his chest tight with panic. When he finds the pulse, fast, irregular, but there, Ilya exhales shakily. But it doesn’t help the wave of dread crashing over him. - Shane passes out during sex, and it freaks Ilya out.
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Just One Chance. by SuckonLarrysDick
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
“Maybe he has a crush on you or something,” Hayden said when he first noticed Ilya’s interest in his best friend. “Jesus,” Shane responded. “What? Isn’t he bi?” “I have no idea,” Shane said, even though he knows. Ilya is charming; his sex appeal is off the roof (even he, Shane Hollander, can admit that), and Ilya constantly flirts with people- both guys and girls. That’s why the concept of Ilya Rozanov taking an interest in him is out of question; the guy is a legend on and off the ice -- Or, the College/University AU where Ilya is the captain of the hockey team, who may or may not have a crush on Shane Hollander.
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save a horse, ride a centaur by catknives
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
At first Shane had been doubtful about how a cowboy related to a Roman soldier, but Ilya had insisted it was based on a movie he’d watched on a plane once. He swore other people would get the reference. “We will, uh, how you say, break the internet?” Ilya had said when he pitched the idea in bed last month. “I don’t think I’ve ever said that,” Shane had replied, unable to resist the urge to be a little shit. It was their favorite type of flirting. “Is expression,” Ilya’d huffed. “I don’t think anyone’s said that in at least a decade.” “Am I not anyone? I just said it. Keep up, Hollander.” For their first Halloween together as a married couple, Ilya convinces Shane to dress up in a couple's costume.
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- AO3:
- #75651081
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everything is embarrassing by herochaoz
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
Shane and Ilya reminisce on their younger days while on their honeymoon <3 spoilers for The Long Game ahead!!!!!!! could just be an au tho shrug
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“I don’t hate him!” Hayden says, which is only true because hate doesn’t quite capture it. No, he despises Rozanov. In his defense, everyone with a pulse and without the last name Hollander does. Or: 5 times Hayden doesn’t get Shane and Ilya’s relationship, +1 time he does.
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- #75633306
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Scott Hunter knew there was something weird going on between Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander. He clocked it the first time he saw them interact. He wasn't sure *what* it was, but he knew it was *something*. So he watched. For years.
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hold you as the water rushes in by justhockey
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-12
“Ilya,” Shane whispers. “Ilya, baby, can you open your eyes?” He’s met with silence, and the frantic tremor of his heart turns into an earthquake. The ice beneath him seeps into his veins and freezes his blood. Panic claws at his chest, scaling his ribcage like a ladder and lodging in his throat. He can barely breathe around the terror. “Ilya, you need to open your eyes. You need to look at me.”
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“First, I ravish you,” Ilya murmurs, his lips brushing Shane’s bruised ribs, sending goosebumps rippling across his skin. “Apologize for injury I gave.” Shane’s breath hitches as Ilya’s hand slides down his body toward his ass. He can barely breathe when that rough fingertip brushes his hole, and it’s not because of the bruised ribs. “And then?” he asks, voice breathless. Ilya looks up, eyes dark and heavy with desire. He presses one final kiss to the marred skin before digging his fingers deeper into Shane’s skin, making him gasp. “And then, I give you new bruises. Better ones to remind you of me.” or; Ilya feels bad for being rough with Shane on ice… Shane, on the other hand, is kinda into it.
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Lily and Jane Fall in Love by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-12
The five encounters with Shane that forced Ilya to lie (brag) to his teammates about his mysterious Montreal Girl, and the time they learned that the lies had never really mattered in the first place.
Or, Shane and Ilya are Not That Subtle about the identities of Jane and Lily, but it doesn't matter because their friends are idiots anyway.
(Behind the scenes of the first fic in this series, “The Montreal Girl”)
- Part 2 of The Montreal Girl (Lily & Jane)
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watch you lookin' at a broken wing by only_the_golden
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-11
Shane decides to give therapy a try. Title from 'Luna Moth' by Maya Hawke
- Part 1 of Autistic Shane Hollander One-Shots
- Part 1 of i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting
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married, apparently! by mochiwangj
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-11
"Ilya: I didn't drink that much last night. Troy: You were flirting with Shane. Ilya: So what? He's my husband. Troy: You asked if he was single. Troy: And then you cried when he said he wasn't. "
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- #75596716
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Shane's shorts got Ilya actin' up by hollzy81
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-11
A quiet afternoon turns dangerous when Shane wears the shorts he knows will ruin Ilya’s self-control. Shane and Ilya were home, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the room. Ilya was sprawled on the plush couch, resting on his back, his eyes glued his phone. The scent of rain-soaked earth drifted in from the open window, mingling with the faint aroma of Shane's cologne, a familiar and comforting presence. Shane emerged from the shower, the steam still clinging to his skin, his hair damp and tousled. He walked downstairs, the soft thud of his bare feet against the wooden floorboards the only sound breaking the silence. He was wearing shorts, but not just any shorts. They were the kind that Ilya knew, the kind that made his breath hitch, the kind that screamed, "Fuck me." They were a faded, soft denim, riding low on his hips, the waistband barely concealing the curve of his ass. Ilya's mouth watered instantly. He couldn't help it. He’d been captivated by Shane since the moment they met, and even after years together, the man still had the power to render him speechless. Shane seemed to notice his husband's reaction, a shy smile playing on his lips. He turned and headed into the kitchen, leaning against the counter, his back to Ilya, offering the perfect view of his ass. Ilya couldn't take it anymore. He rose from the couch in two swift strides, crossing the room and pressing himself against Shane's back. He wrapped his arms around Shane's waist, his hands finding purchase on the soft denim. "These shorts," Ilya murmured, his voice husky, "will be the death of me." He started grinding his half-erect cock against his husband's ass, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Shane moaned, pushing back against his husband, his body arching slightly. "Wore them just for you," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck," Ilya breathed, the word a prayer, a promise. He started squeezing Shane's ass, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. Shane groaned, his body trembling. Ilya trailed kisses along Shane's neck, his lips and teeth finding the sensitive skin just below his ear. Shane closed his eyes, letting his head fall back against his husband's shoulder, and whimpered softly. "Does that feel good?" Ilya asked, his voice a low rumble. Shane moaned and nodded, his breath catching in his throat. Ilya started touching Shane's nipples through his shirt, twitching them between his fingers, teasing them with a gentle touch. Shane moaned out loud, the sound a raw, desperate plea. "Fuck, Ilya... more," he begged, his voice laced with need. Ilya, already on the edge, was completely turned on by everything, the feel of Shane's body against his, the sound of his moans, the way his eyes were glazed with desire. He couldn't help himself. He slapped Shane's ass, the sound echoing in the quiet room. Shane moaned, pressing closer to his husband, his body seeking more. "Again," he pleaded, his voice barely a whisper. Ilya cursed under his breath. "Fuck, Hollander. You’re perfect." And he smacked Shane's ass again, harder this time. Shane whimpered, the sound a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Ilya... fuck..." Shane's cock was leaking furiously, his shorts and boxers soaked in pre-cum, the evidence of his arousal undeniable. He couldn't take it anymore. He ground his ass harder against his husband, his hips moving in a desperate rhythm, and moaned, "Please." Ilya grabbed Shane's hair, pulling his head back, forcing him to meet his gaze. "Words, Hollander. What do you need?" Shane moaned. "I need you to fuck me... on this counter, fuck, Ilya." He started grinding harder, his body writhing with anticipation. "As you wish," Ilya said, his voice a low growl. He reached down, his fingers finding Shane's front. "Spit." Shane obeyed instantly, his eyes locked on Ilya's, and spit on his fingers. "Good boy," Ilya murmured, a possessive edge to his voice. Shane's eyes fluttered at the nickname, his body already trembling with the promise of pleasure. Ilya shoved Shane's shorts and boxers down in one swift movement, revealing his wet, throbbing cock. He started circling his hole with his fingers, his touch slow and deliberate, preparing him. Shane moaned desperately, his body arching. "Please... Ilya..." Ilya smacked his ass again, the sound sharp in the air. "You take what I give you, understand?" "Yes... Fuck... Ilya, whatever you say." Ilya groaned, his own control slipping. He pushed a finger in, slowly, deliberately, stretching Shane's hole. Shane moaned out loud, his body tensing. "This hole is so fucking tight," Ilya whispered, his voice thick with anticipation. "Can't wait to get it all loose." Shane moaned at the words, his hips bucking. Ilya added another finger, scissoring them, his touch becoming more insistent. He moved closer to Shane's lips, hovering over his ear. "Do you want that... want me to ruin your hole and make it mine forever? Ruin you for everyone else?" Shane's eyes rolled back, his head lolling against Ilya's shoulder. Ilya's fingers found his prostate, and he began to stroke it, his touch precise and relentless. Shane moaned, a long, drawn-out sound of pure pleasure. "Yes... fuck... yes, Ilya... ruin me."
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"Tell me, Hollander, who is your hall pass?" In which Ilya asks a question and is completely chill and not at all irrational about Shane's response.
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