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After a charity hockey game, Ilya and Shane encounter a fan who feels entitled to Shane's time.
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Shane and Ilya get an extra day off because of snow
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"No," Shane said again, a minute or so later. "No?" Ilya mumbled against Shane's skin. "Not good," Shane said petulantly. Ilya pulled his face away from Shane's shoulders and opened his eyes, though he couldn't make out much. Some horrible realization was building in his chest, and he wasn't sure he wanted to see it clearly. Still, he asked, "You're not good?" Shane sighed like he was in pain. "Not good enough." Or Ilya reminds Shane how good he is. Playing with Shane was electric. Ilya had gotten a taste for it during their All-Stars game in Florida, when they'd finally been put on the same team for the first time in their competitive careers, but that was nothing compared to playing for the Ottawa Centaurs together. Ilya was the captain, but sometimes it felt like they shared the position. Their other teammates certainly treated Shane with enough reverence that he may as well have been their co-captain. "Assistant captain at best," said Ilya when he and Shane talked about it. Shane threw his head back in laughter in that way that showed off the long expanse of his neck. Ilya wanted to bite him. "Fuck you," said Shane through another laugh. Ilya grinned, all teeth like a shark, and gave into his base desires to sing his teeth into Shane's skin, just hard enough to make him yelp. "I don't really think of myself like that, you know that, right?" Shane asked him sometime later, when they were naked and sweaty, and Ilya was already thinking about how much they needed to change their sheets. "Like what?" Ilya asked distantly, his thoughts were still sluggish from sex. "Like a co-captain or an assistant captain or whatever. We all think of you as the captain." Shane pulled him close. "Me included." Ilya's thoughts cleared just enough for him to tease. "Is lie. Otherwise, you would call me captain in bed." Shane's cheeks turned red, his whole face turned red, all the way down his neck. He scrunched up his face like a kitten. "Gross," laughed Shane. "I don't want to think about you like that when I'm on the ice." "Gross?" gasped Ilya, offended. Shane laughed again, this time louder than before. See? Electric. Ilya had never felt anything like it. They played together and practiced together—except when Coach Wiebe separated them because they were being annoying—and went home together every night. They didn't win all their games, which Shane said he expected, but Ilya found annoying, but they won most of them, and every time Ilya was off the ice, he would have to fight the urge to pin Shane down in the showers and fuck him. For the first time, Ilya's life was full. He played for Ottawa with his husband and went home to his husband's family. He spent time with Yuna and David and let himself pretend that they were his parents too. They certainly liked to refer to themselves as such, which Ilya loved and also found unnerving. He'd never realized how scary it was to have something to lose. Things went from the empty to the grey of winter to the bright, stinging heat of summer after Shane joined his team, after they got married, after they moved in together and didn't have to sleep in separate beds. Every day, even in the frigid Canadian cold that came late in the year, felt like that first summer at the cottage to Ilya. But it wasn't all sunshine, as much as Ilya had hoped it would be. It was pretty close, almost perfect, but there was something that Ilya couldn't ignore. "Fuck Montreal," Tanner said, a sneer in his words. They trashed Montreal more than they did any other team, which was to be expected from Ottawa, but had only gotten worse following Shane's leaving the team. "They're not all bad," Shane said with a sigh, needlessly diplomatic. "Oh?" Tanner asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "Should we let them win then?" Shane shook his head. He looked like he was smiling indulgently, but Ilya didn't miss the way the muscles in his neck strained slightly. He hadn't slept much leading up to this game, and Ilya could see the dark circles under Shane's dark freckles. He didn't like them. "Fuck no," Shane said with a soft laugh. They won their game against Montreal, unsurprisingly. They were a better team. Shane had carried Montreal for years, and they were finally learning what it meant to be without their star player. Especially considering that Hayden was across the ice looking at Shane like a kicked puppy. Ilya left the rink with vindication clinging to his teeth like blood. He slapped Bood on the back roughly, and the two of them grinned at each other. The other players were congratulating Shane, who was smiling politely at each of them. Not one of the smiles touched his eyes, and something unnerved grew in Ilya's stomach. “Going out tonight?" Luca asked with that chipper grin that made every like him. "Sure," Shane agreed first, which was more worrying than the lack of sleep. Ilya's eyebrows furrowed, but when Luca turned to look at him, he nodded enthusiastically. "You heard him," Ilya said with the brightest grin he could manage. The bar they went to felt more like a club for how packed it was, and despite Ilya's latent desires to be out among people, loud music blasting in his ears as he swallowed down a few shots of Vodka, he'd never wanted to head home more. He nearly told Shane as much, nearly pulled him aside, and pressed his lips to Shane's collarbone to get what he wanted.
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What if Shane started learning Russian after the first time they hooked up without telling Ilya? What if Shane never told him because he was afraid of being judged? And what if Shane actually understood everything Ilya said on the phonecall? A quick one-shot where Shane understands everything Ilya said on the phone + one time Shane tells Ilya how he feels about him in Russian. Title from 'Talk Talk' by Charli XCX and Troye Sivan
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Shane placed a hand over Ilya’s cheek, lightly pushing his face away. “I need to, um—I need to ask you something. Well, not need, but I wanted to ask you something.” Though Ilya’s eyes avoided his, his gaze set on Shane’s wallpaper in the back, he nodded. “Go ahead.” “Would you…” He started, letting his voice trail off as he searched for the words. He wished Ilya would just look at him, but it wasn’t as if he was doing any better in the eye contact aspect. “Would you want to… come to the cottage? With me?” aka cottage scene if shane was never injured
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If you asked Shane Hollander how this happened, he would flush bright red, and curse Ilya up and down. If you asked Ilya how this happened - well, he wouldn’t answer but he would beam with pride.
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A fix-it fic for the Tuna Melt scene, except Shane has an anxiety attack about everything before Ilya can make it better.
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Ilya brings Shane to a team event for the first time - they haven’t told anyone he wants to join the team next season. But Ilya can finally bring him as his plus one - and he will take advantage of that.
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“Hey, Siri! Text Scott Hunter: your face is so ugly Santa said he is no longer coming. No thank you for Christmas card.” Or: a december morning in the hollander-rozanov home (ft: their kids)
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It's the night of the Boston vs Montreal game, and Shane Hollander isn't letting whatever illness he's contracted stop him from getting out on the ice, no matter how sick he actually is. Ilya Rozanov, it seems, is the only person who notices. Whatever that means.
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As Shane is watching Ilyas posts he realises that Ilya could replace him anytime once he realises how boring and imperfect he is. After restless nights and overthinking Shane spirals and ends up having negative thoughts about himself which results in him having bad habits. Ilya notices that Shane is not being himself lately and tries to figure out what’s wrong since he can’t handle seeing his beautiful boyfriend suffer in silence
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r/help In love with my boyfriend, not sure what to do about it? by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-20
HockeyLover12: 1 day ago
Hilarious how this Shane Hollander fan account just randomly decided to confess his gay love right after Scott Hunter did itShane_Hollander24: 1 day ago
Right yeah fan account! Yep that’s right !HahaShane_Hollander24: 1 day ago
Out of curiosity how do i delete a post.- Part 1 of reddit verse
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The common assumption is that people must be lining up to participate in his studies. You may meet your soulmate sounds seductive on its face, after all. But once participants learn what that actually entails: years of blind dates, weekly blood draws, constant monitoring, endless poking and prodding… The fantasy collapses. Hope is appealing. Commitment to the process is not. After watching too many participants quit before meaningful data could be collected, Shane did the only thing that made sense: He became the lab rat. It went on for years. Painful ones. Suffering for the sake of knowledge. Maybe that’s the bargain science demands. Shane is one of the most successful researchers in the field, but he isn’t alone. Dr. Ilya Rozanov has been there the entire time.
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When Shane wins his first Cup championship, Rozanov promises more than just a league win if he earns MVP as well. Rozanov delivers. For Russian translations, click on Cyrillic words
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Florida felt illicit. Their hotel had been on the beach, steps from the sand. Hallways had smelled of sunscreen and salt water. The view from their balcony had been sky and ocean, shades of the same blue. Everything had glistened. Everything had pulsed. Ilya had worn the skimpiest pair of swim trunks Shane had ever seen in his life. Neon blue, nearly nonexistent, low on Ilya’s hips, so Shane had spent at least five minutes every hour blinking back the shock. He had tried to read by the pool—he really had. He’d stretched out on a lounge chair, book on his chest, sunglasses on, telling himself he was being relaxed. He’d even gotten in two whole pages before the sun had vanished. “You are ignoring me,” Ilya had announced. Then he’d climbed right into Shane’s lap. Not beside him. Not over him. Straddling him. Shane’s book had sailed off his stomach and onto the pool deck. He’d reached toward it reflexively but halted when Ilya cupped his face, and his thumbs rubbed the edges of Shane’s sunglasses. or hollanov take a lil pre-holiday break in the sun
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Shane is set on winning this game, and not even the Russian mafia will stop him.
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My boyfriend Ilya by snoopyllander
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-20
Shane still high on his meds tells his parents that Ilya is his boyfriend (with him in the room)
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The trouble with leaving voicemails by Moonrose8
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-20
“Hi, this is Ilya. I’ll never listen to your voicemail.” Hayden dropped his phone out of shock. ******** Or, what if Hayden was just trying to be a supportive friend and stumbled onto a major secret.
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Max stands, pacing again, and says, “I mean, what do I do? I can’t tell them I know now. It’s way too late for that.” “It’s really okay,” Troy says far too optimistically. “It’s not that big of a deal.” “Yeah, you can say that because you're not the one who heard Ilya tell Shane he misses his slutty little mouth." Or: The Centaurs' newest rookie speaks Russian. It's too bad that Shane and Ilya don't know that. Read in Russian here!
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The obligatory "Scott Hunter knows" fic.
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