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The same number of stars everywhere by GlitterCity
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-23
“Ilya?” Shane said in that same dreamy, loopy voice as that morning. Ilya exhaled in a rush. “Shane,” he said, and wanted to sag against the glass with relief. “What happened? Is something wrong?” “Not! Any moooooooore.” Ilya swallowed. Shane hadn’t gotten any quieter in the past seven hours. “Why are you calling me? You need to be resting,” he said, and it sounded softer than he’d meant it to. “I forgot to tell you something. Important.” “You should not be telling me anything, you should be—” “My cottage has really good water pressure,” Shane announced. Ilya stared out the window while a small plane taxied past. “What?” —————— Shane's cottage has a lot of amenities, and he needs to tell Ilya about all of them.
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A study on how Shane Hollander exhibits signs of autism. or; Five times Ilya didn't pick up on the signs and one time he did.
- Part 2 of somewhere on the spectrum
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Dressing up for Ilya takes Shane about a mile out of his comfort zone. Good thing he’s not a chicken.
- Part 2 of Pretty Boy
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Every moment I'm callin', you should know that I'm all in by mickeysmyheart
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
Shane rolls his eyes. Ilya chuckles. He’s finished his pizza so he leans back in his chair, watching his boyfriend do his skin care. “You are lucky you are very cute,” Ilya tells him. Ilya loves the way Shane gets all shy and smiley when he compliments him. “You don’t have to watch me do my skin care,” Shane tells him as he uses some kind of rolling thing on his face. “No, but I want to see you and you are doing skin care so I watch you do it,” Ilya says. “But you have too many steps,” he adds after seeing the cute blush on Shane’s face. OR Ilya FaceTimes Shane one night and catches him in the middle of his skin care routine where he decides to tease Ilya during it.
- Part 1 of Pleasing: The Series
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Ilya pulls back then, looks Shane in the eyes, and it takes a lot to make eyes that icy and blue feel warm, but he manages it, somehow. “I am feeling,” he says, voice gone all sly, face suddenly smug, “that we may be, what is it? Compatible, in this way—what do you think?” Shane has to remind himself to breathe, to blink; he nods, an automatic, emphatic yes.
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Yuna Hollander Figures It Out by beautifulduckweed
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
Yuna is waiting for her son to finally come out and tell the truth: that he's in love with his teammate and best friend of the last eight years, Hayden Pike.
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“My love,” he whispered, voice thick. “We… we made a baby.” Shane froze….then promptly burst into tears.
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It's Shane and Ilya's first game playing for the Centaurs together. Ilya is overwhelmed by the pure love he has for hockey again getting to play with his husband. aka: I just wanted an excuse to write Yuna getting a custom Jersey with both their numbers and the boys celebrating each other on the ice.
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Shane and Ilya came out as a couple and started playing for the same team. They get to travel together now. Ilya wants to have some fun, and Shane can't say no to his boyfriend. That's how he ends up with a plug in his ass on an airplane surrounded by teammates.
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Fallen from Grace by clockwrkpendrxgon
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-22
It all happens so quickly. One moment Shane is chasing one of the Voyageurs with Ilya speeding up ahead so they are basically trapping the other player, and the next he is watching Ilya hurtling into the ground in a nasty fall. - Or Ilya gets hurt on the ice, and Shane loses it.
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Strip It Down by inexplicablymine
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
Ilya can’t believe his eyes. There is a huge twenty-foot-tall photo of his— of Shane Hollander in a pair of Calvin Klein briefs giving the camera his “come fuck me” look. Or, Shane does a Calvin Klein campaign, Ilya has feelings about it.
- Part 1 of #MyCalvins
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you go down (while the world watches) by lola_prongs
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
hannah 81 @rozys81 ummm can we talk about rozy and hollander during the face off macy @rozanovsgf bitch can we talk about rozy when hollander went fucking down? Or, the one where hockeytwt reacts to Shane Hollander’s injury during the Metros x Raiders game and Ilya Rozanov’s reaction to it.
- Part 1 of our secret moments in a crowded room
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The wisdom tooth in the X-ray looks fine on the surface but turns sideways inside Shane’s gums. “I would recommend extraction,” says Dr. Robbins. Shane thinks, is it so easy a thing to take from someone? He tells her, “I’ll book an appointment.” “You’re in luck, Mr. Hollander, a patient cancelled their surgery this morning and we have an open slot in an hour’s time. Do you have someone who can drive you home?” OR, Shane gets his wisdom tooth removed and returns to Ilya high on drugs, featuring his unfortunate oral fixation.
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- #76170856
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tell me you belong to me by BlackLilies
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
Shane was never the jealous type. Until Ilya Rozanov came into his life. 5+1 times fic
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It's Shane's first day at Centaurs training camp. Everyone (especially Ilya) is very welcoming. And a friend decides to drop by for a surprise visit. :)
- Part 2 of Spicy Hollanov
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“All I keep picturing is you, looking, like, incredible, on some dance floor somewhere in Ibiza. Or any of the other places we’re visiting,” Shane says. “And I’ll be just standing there. Like an idiot.” As they get ready to go on their honeymoon, Shane decides he needs to learn to dance.
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He was used to being without her. The pain never went away but the sting became manageable; something he could tuck away and avoid ever thinking about. Except when he couldn’t. Like during Hockey Moms Weekend. Ilya’s mother had died when he was twelve. By the time he was truly an orphan, Ilya had spent most of his life without her than he had with her in it. He was used to being without her. The pain never went away but the sting became manageable; something he could tuck away and avoid ever thinking about. Except when he couldn’t. Like during Hockey Moms Weekend. It was a tradition across the league where the players’ mothers came for the weekend, spending time with the team for a brunch, a skate and some fun activites, and then traveling with the team to cheer them on at a game. It was fun! Everyone loved it! It was a way to appreciate the women in their lives who sat in the cold to watch them play and drove them to practice early in the morning and nursed their many bumps and bruises along the way. Not that Ilya would know. It wasn’t his first time, of course. His whole childhood he had gotten used to not looking up. Not as his classmates cheered at the sight of their mothers picking them up from school. Not as a child when he had gotten hurt and wanted someone to comfort him like other children got when they skinned their knees. Not as his teammates turned into babies the moment they scored their first professional goals and saw their mothers in the crowds or heard their proud voices over the phones. No. Ilya had trained himself. He had gotten used to keeping his eyes fixed on what was in his hands and Ilya had always made sure there was something in his hands. A phone, a puck, tape. Something in his hands to keep him occupied so he didn’t have to listen to what he never had. In Boston it had been his gear and then his phone, texting Jane and wondering if Shane turned into the same gushy child the rest of the players in the league got the moment their mothers stepped into the locker room with skates in their hands. His rookie year, the social media girl had admitted that she had made sure her team of interns knew not to pester Ilya that weekend for content. Her name had been Eliza and she had been kind. She hadn’t made a big thing of it. Just quiet gave Ilya some peace when he’d been dreading it for weeks. Ilya had made a fool of himself eating disgusting American snacks for a video for her to make up for the thoughtful gesture. But Ilya couldn’t hide away anymore. Not now that he was in Ottawa. For one, he was the captain and that came with a certain level of expectations. He was meant to set an example. Some people didn’t know how lucky they were to have mothers who embarrassed them. For another, his new team was annoyingly perceptive of his mood. In Boston, his teammates knew when to avoid him and not push for more. Ilya never told them and no one ever asked and he’d liked it this way. But the Centaurs were a different team. They cared about him and he loved them more than he thought himself capable of loving a group of people. The Centaurs were practically vibrating with excitement as the weekend steadily approached and Ilya didn’t want to ruin it. So, he put on a smile and tried not to wince at the sharp pain bursting behind his ribs as he forced himself to watch the first wave of mothers that came through the door for the team brunch. Wyatt and Evan waved down their mothers as if they couldn’t see them from ten feet away. Nick Chouinard took his mother’s luggage while playfully teasing her about over packing. Bood picked his mother off her feet in a hug that made even Ilya’s bones ache just watching. Each of them, elite athletes in their primes who had knocked out a few teeth and had mouths that could make even him blush sometimes. But they were all just big softies at heart. Ilya tried to stay out of his own head. He played his part. He stood up and greeted every one of their guests, charming and assuring them that yes, their darling boys absolutely did not get up into any trouble at all in the hotel rooms. They were perfectly good, well behaved angels who were always in bed on time and never in threat of being arrested ever. Each and every one of them cooed and awed over him until their sons got jealous and then Ilya made his excuses to find a quiet corner to nurse his headache and the ache he couldn’t shake from his lungs that made it hard to breathe. The room was a labor of love. The conference room had a wall of windows that looked out over the skyline of Ottawa where snow was trickling from some soft grey clouds in the sky. Several round tables were draped in table clothes with the team colors. Strings of fairy lights had been wrapped around center pieces of beautiful flower arrangements of white roses and sprigs of lavender. Several of the mothers had made a stop at the mimosa bar where freshly squeezed orange juice was waiting next to bottles of champagne and garnishes of raspberries and cranberries and strawberries and pretty much any berry catering could get their hands on. Brunch was a relaxed affair with a buffet of eggs, waffles, bacon, sausage, steamed asparagus with hollandaise sauce, and more fruit arranged in the shape of a peacock. There was an entire table dedicated to chocolate sweets and cheese. Music was playing softly in the background and Harris had set up a photo booth where Ilya was sure many of the mothers would be dragging their sons after a few more mimosas.
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The Long Weekend by elephantshoes
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
A long weekend at Shane’s cottage is meant to be quiet, private, and uncomplicated. Then Ilya discovers canoes, wildlife, and the exact limits of Shane’s patience—and somewhere between turtles, bets, and stolen kisses, Shane realizes he’s already given Ilya more than a key. The cottage is supposed to be peaceful. That’s the whole point of it—Shane’s place, tucked into the trees where no one bothers them, where the lake is quiet and the neighbours are far enough away that privacy is a given rather than a carefully maintained illusion. Shane knows every creak in the floorboards because he chose the wood. Knows every window because he approved the placement. The dock he built with his dad one summer, the stone path Ilya helped lay last fall without being asked. It’s the one place Shane doesn’t have to perform, doesn’t have to be anything other than himself. Which is why, when Ilya suggested they spend a long weekend here, Shane didn’t just agree. He gave Ilya a key. Not permanently. Not with any ceremony or speech. Just—“Here. In case you get here before me.” Ilya had looked at it for a long moment, turning it over in his palm like it was something more than stamped metal. “Is for cottage?” he’d asked, even though it was obvious. “Yeah.” “Just for weekend?” Shane had hesitated, then shrugged, trying for casual. “Or, you know. Whenever.” Ilya’s expression had done something complicated—pleased and careful and maybe a little overwhelmed. He’d closed his fingers around the key and said, very quietly, “Okay.” He’d added it to his keyring that same day. Shane noticed. Now, standing on the dock watching Ilya gesture dramatically at the canoes, Shane thinks he should have known better than to expect a peaceful weekend. “Is too far,” Ilya calls from the shore, hands cupped around his mouth like Shane is somehow going to miss him from thirty feet away. Shane looks up from where he’s securing the second canoe to the post. “It’s not too far. It’s right there.” “Is *too far*,” Ilya repeats, more emphatically this time, gesturing at the water like it’s personally offended him. “Why do we need two boats?” “They’re canoes.” “This is what I say. Two boats.” Shane straightens, pushing his sunglasses up into his hair so Ilya can see he’s not kidding. “We need two because last time you nearly capsized us trying to—” “Was not capsizing.” “You stood up.” “Was looking at bird!” “In a *canoe*, Ilya.” Ilya waves this off like it’s a minor detail, already turning back toward the cottage. *Their* cottage, Shane thinks, and the thought sits warmer than it should. “We take one boat. I promise I do not stand.” “You’re not getting in a canoe with me.” Ilya stops. Turns around. The key—*Shane’s* key—glints on the ring hanging from his pocket. The look on his face is somewhere between offended and delighted. “You do not trust me?” “Not even a little bit.” “Shane.” Ilya presses a hand to his chest like he’s been mortally wounded. “After everything. After all this time. You think I would put you in danger?” “I think you’d get distracted by a loon and forget physics exists.” “Physics,” Ilya scoffs, already walking back down the dock with purpose. “I know physics very well.” “Then you know why standing up in a canoe is a bad idea.” Ilya reaches him, close enough now that Shane can see the exact moment his expression shifts from mock-injured to something more dangerous—playful, determined, the look he gets right before he does something inadvisable on the ice. “I make you deal,” Ilya says. Shane crosses his arms. “I’m listening.” “We take one boat—” “Canoe.” “—*one canoe*,” Ilya corrects, mouth twitching, “and if I stand, you can make me do anything you want for rest of weekend.” Shane raises an eyebrow. “Anything?”
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Shane Hollander wants Ilya Rozanov like that. Ilya Rozanov wants Shane Hollander like that. Ilya doesn’t know how the game against Montreal ended. He doesn’t know how he got back to the hotel, or what he did the entire night. Because he sure as shit didn’t sleep. Hell, he doesn’t even know how he made it to the Montreal hospital. All he knows now is that he’s standing in front of a help desk waiting for the receptionist to look up Hollander’s room number. He doesn’t think he’s breathing, convinced he’s seconds away from being told he’s not allowed to see Shane. That he has to leave and go back to his hotel room, left wondering and- OR The hospital scene but i based it off of a song and then it got out of hand
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yeshche odin by EverythingsAvengers
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-22
Jane: Did I do something wrong? Please, Shane thinks, blinking rapidly. Tell me so I won’t do it again. (Or: the one where Shane drops and Ilya does something about it.)
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