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“Well, if it’s not too much trouble,” Shane begins, offering his cell phone to one of Santa’s helpers who remains on standby. “Can I—can we get a couple of photos with you?” “Oh, but of course,” Santa cheers happily, clasping both gloved hands together as Shane moves to sit on his left thigh. “I would be honoured to snap a photo with the Shane Hollander.” Ilya, on the other hand, nearly goes into cardiac arrest. It's days after Christmas and Santa Claus is still working dutifully at the mall. There's just one problem, though: Ilya Rozanov is fully convinced that Santa Claus wants his man. It’s been a little over five months since Shane and Ilya have been official, and it’s almost inconceivable how... easy it has been for them. Opposites attract. Soulmates. Ilya has always believed those two sentiments were rather cliché, terribly intangible things, pathetic worldviews that took shape entirely from skewed perceptions and damn-near daunting desperation; but now that he’s living it—now that he’s nothing more than a walking testimony, it would be foolish of him to deny the harsh truths that manage to dismantle the solidity of his nervous system every day. Truthfully, it can be described as a puzzle piece that fits perfectly—two kindred souls that were fated to meet, destined to be in each other’s lives, their union that was seemingly written among the stars above. And here Ilya’s kindred soul stands before him—a bashful smile tugs at Shane’s lips as he raises a hand to press a wrinkle from the lapel, a palm smoothing over the material before he adjusts the article of clothing that hugs his body just right. But there’s just one thing that Ilya cannot ignore. He feels the warmth against his palm and cocks his head to the side, his lips pressing into a thin line. “I thought you said you hired a stylist, Hollander?” The implication cuts through the air like a knife, the sharpened edge of it aimed straight for Shane’s jugular— —but it all comes from a place of love, of course. There’s something about the fashion choices themselves (yes, plural) that Ilya cannot get behind. Shane slowly spins, as if he’s giving Ilya a chance to get a good fucking look at him, as if he’s allowing Ilya to recognise his greatness and to take back what he said. Come on, look at me! Shane’s eyes seem to say, glinting with offence that Ilya refuses to take seriously. Why would I need my damn stylist? “Uh? I did?” Shane huffs, throwing both hands up in mild exasperation. “They’re—I gave them two weeks off for—for obvious reasons. It’s the holiday season, and I don’t have anything important going on. Why?” ‘Why, he asks. Ilya closes his eyes. Opens them. Then closes them again. This is going to be a long day. “Two weeks off, huh?” Ilya sighs, nursing his cup of hot chocolate. “Of course you did.” Shane raises an eyebrow. “What? You don’t like it?” The outfit in question... well. Ilya glances at the baby blue wide-leg slacks that Shane somehow deemed appropriate for the occasion and frowns visibly, grunting with a shake of his head. He lifts his gaze to the white dress shirt that’s been buttoned all the way to the top, the crocheted, dark grey scarf around his neck and the beige blazer that, arguably, fits him well—but that’s about it. The colour of the material leaves much to be desired. As does everything else. “Ah, don’t worry, Shane,” is what Ilya settles on. “It is endearing, rather than. Stylish. Or interesting.” Shane appears to be mildly horrified. “Endearing.” “Yes, endearing,” Ilya affirms, leaning to the side to place his cup on the surface of the end table. “You look like a twelve-year-old going to a uh—a school dance or something. Trying to impress friends and all that. Or perhaps... trying to impress a crush. So, yes—I think it’s endearing.” Shane frowns. “Rozanov.” “Ilya,” he corrects him firmly, knowing full well that Shane has a tendency of calling him by his last name when he has decided that he’s annoyed with him. Ilya swallows around the lump in his throat, watching as Shane swiftly swaps his horrid fashion choices with his sponsored Lululemon set that does very little to combat the harsh wintry chill on the outside. “Where are you going?” “Where do you think?” Shane snaps, grabbing his wallet on the countertop. “I’m going to the mall.” “The mall?” Ilya asks, puzzled. He takes a step closer and shoves both hands in the pockets of his joggers. “It is colder than Grandfather Frost’s ass crack outside. Why are you going to the mall?” Shane slowly turns to look at him. “What do you mean by why? You just insulted the clothes I was planning on wearing to dinner with my parents tomorrow,” Shane speaks through gritted teeth, gesturing to the clothes that have been tossed carelessly on the cushion of the sectional. He couldn’t even be bothered to fold them—that’s how Ilya knows he’s pissed off. “I need something else to wear, obviously.” The room falls silent.
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“Hollander,” Ilya urges, voice deceptively level. “Who did this to you?” ---- Shane stumbles back to his apartment, bruised and battered, after a grueling night of patrolling Montreal as Spider-Man. He finds Ilya waiting for him on his bed, shirtless and cocky and woefully uncaring that Shane warned him not to come by tonight. Lying to the world is one thing. Lying to Ilya, the one person he truly trusts, is another.
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Shane sat up, heart beginning to thud—not with fear, but with momentum. His brain latched on, suddenly efficient, suddenly sharp. Trades happened. Players moved. People made choices all the time that weren’t about winning cups but about living. And Ilya—God, Ilya deserved more than survival disguised as compromise.
- Part 1 of Hollanov 🦆
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[excerpt] “Shane?” He swiveled his head toward the voice, unsure of what they wanted—what they expected of him. “Huh?” “Are you in a relationship with Ilya Rozanov?” Shane wasn’t sure how to answer or react. There wasn’t a single coherent thought in his head at the moment. He couldn’t breathe or even swallow. All he could do was stand there.
- Part 3 of what if...?
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everything was icy and blue by railmedaddy
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
Two hockey bros accidentally book the same cabin for Christmas, oh my.
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wrap me up in your love (just don't let me fall) by writerbri
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
"Someone did this to me." Ilya can only nod, knowing that there's not much else to say. What comfort can he offer, when he can only imagine the turmoil that Shane must feel? "You're safe now," he offers, hoping that it can offer some measure of solace. Shane's eyes flit back to him, wide and swallowed up by a tangle of emotions. "I always was," he says, his voice hushed. "You were there." • • • • • Shane is drugged by heat inducers at the club, and Ilya is there to help him through it.
- Part 1 of Eye of the Storm
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They’re at the Kingfisher, a low-key queer bar in New York. Shane and Ilya try to meet up here with Kip and Scott whenever they’re in town– usually for a game, or a charity event. This time it was to shoot brand deal content for Calvin Klein. Shane was a little mortified prancing around in tighty-whiteys, while Ilya smouldered and smirked to the camera with confidence. It’s been surprisingly nice, these little get-togethers. Or maybe not so surprising; it’s incredibly relaxing and relieving to be with maybe the only two other people who have pretty much gone through what Shane and Ilya have.
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your love is my sunshine by enamored_pat01
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
“Shane,” Ilya sighs, dragging his nose along Shane's collarbone. He sounds as affected as Shane feels. He's mouthing at the first few buttons of his shirt like he wants to pop them open, his breathing growing ragged as he slips his hand under the fabric and digs his fingertips into the soft meat around Shane's hip. He's so close to where Shane's inner omega pitifully wants him. He has to stop the whine building on the back of his throat, willing his body to not move. “Ilya,” He says, barely above a whisper. We should stop, he needs to say. We don’t do this, he has to remind them. “Moy solnyshko” Ilya says, and he sounds reverent in a way that has Shane wanting to know what it means, but before he can even find his voice to ask Ilya’s hand traces a path down to his wrist, just below Shane’s scent gland. Fuck, Rozanov. Or, omega shane and the many ways he comforts alpha ilya in that tampa hotel room.
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Confidence, Poor Judgment, and a Death Wish by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-27
Troy Barrett comes to Ottawa wanting stability. He tells himself he wants the team, the routine, the structure, the safety of fitting in without needing too much from anyone. This is his clean start, and he needs to do whatever it takes to keep it.
What he finds instead is Shane Hollander, amazing perfect Shane Hollander, and the uncomfortable realisation that the thing he’s been trying hardest not to want might be the only thing that actually feels like what he needs.
As lines blur and tempers rise, Troy learns the hard way that wanting to belong can turn into wanting to keep, and that some things aren’t up for negotiation, especially when there’s a Russian captain who’s already decided what’s not on offer.
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“Hey, Ilya?” Troy asks, already regretting it. “I was actually going to ask you about someone.”
The moment he says Shane Hollander’s name, the locker room goes quiet, and Troy knows he’s crossed a line he didn’t fully understand.
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Troy’s POV of the events best called ‘Ilya’s worst nightmare’
- Part 1 of Freckles and Other Versions Of The Truth
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“Then I will bring you to that dock out there. I will have hundreds of candles all over it...” - Heated Rivalry, Chapter Twenty-Seven by Rachel Reid Or; Ilya proposes to Shane.
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“Shane Hollander designated Ilya Rozanov as an emergency contact several years ago due to logistical concerns related to frequent travel and family availability. There is nothing unusual about this arrangement…”
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→ vibin @blueeyed789: So Hayden Pike is chopped liver thenWhen Shane Hollander is hurt on the ice and Ilya Rozanov is called out in the middle of the game to be with him, Hayden Pike and the internet spiral. Secret marriage. Bad PR. A nurse with an NDA. Hockey Twitter never stood a chance.
- Part 1 of my hollanov socmed fics
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Unscripted Emotions by minniekitten
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
Shane and Ilya are asked to an ad campaign together for CCM, Shane deals with some emotion.
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Lily: hollander this is a broken shack in the middle of the woods Jane: Listen. I think I got scammed. Lily: you THINK? in order to get some more privacy, shane looks into other cottage ideas.
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Shane Hollander is a famous hockey player. Ilya Rozanov is a Twitch streamer on the rise with a very one-sided beef with the Montreal Metros’ captain. Under the username GingerAle24, Shane becomes a regular in Ilya’s streams. Ilya has no idea he’s talking to the very same player he’s always losing against.
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Untitled (How Could This Happen To Me?) by providing_leverage
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
Jane: Where the fuck are you? Lily: trying to get a ride Lily: all the cabs are on cut Jane: What? Lily: no. wrong word. strike Jane: I'll come get you. Shane doesn't get hurt playing against Boston, but that doesn't mean the rest of his evening goes smoothly either. This is the story of one drunk driver and two emergency contacts.
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Shane must have hit his head, because there’s no goddamn way that Ilya Rozanov is standing outside of the Hollander cottage, dressed in a cute little sweater, holding a bottle of wine.
- Part 7 of Hollanov
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The photo is blurry, timestamped 2:17 AM, but there's no mistaking Ilya Rozanov walking into Shane Hollander's building the night Boston wins in Montreal.
By morning, it's everywhere.
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They've been so careful. But one fan with a camera phone unravels it all, and suddenly Shane and Ilya have to answer questions about what they are besides rivals. Shane's team wants him to deny everything. Ilya's family demands the same.
Canon divergence where the secret comes out three years early, and Shane and Ilya have to decide if what they have is real under intense media pressure. Set right before the tuna melt game would have happened.
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Thought I had it right, once, twice (but I did not) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-26
About three minutes ago Shane had smacked his phone down on the bed with too much force. It had tumbled off, landing screen up next to Hayden’s bed. A picture of Ilya Rozanov’s dick taking up half of the screen. Shane had to watch in horror how his best friend picked up the phone, barely glanced at it and then almost dropped it after a second look.
So he had blurted out the first excuse that came to mind, which was ‘I think I’m gay but I’m not sure’. That had made Hayden disregard the picture completely. Instead of asking whose dick it was, he had told Shane to kiss him.
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What do you say to someone who you spent the last decade believing was dead? That’s what his father told him anyway. His mother was dead. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she couldn’t handle him anymore so she ended it. Took her own life while he was at school. It was for the best his father told him. They were better off without her. or ilya finds out his mother is alive and tries to make up for lost time.
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All That Matters by smackalicious
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-25
Hayden just looked at him for a few moments. He never quite felt like he could fully get a read on him. And then, he had a thought. Shane might punch him in the face, but he had a feeling... “Okay, then. Maybe you’re meeting someone else?” He kept his voice as level as possible, not wanting to spook him. Whatever weird quirks Shane may have had, Hayden still loved the kid. “Maybe... a guy?” Hayden starts to realize some things about Shane, but he never could have predicted that his secret Boston hookup was... Ilya Rozanov?
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