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I Don't Need Drugs ('Cause I'm Already High Enough) by lipstickliterature
Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
Shane has an emergency wisdom tooth extraction. Ilya takes care of him.
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- #76315931
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How Shane and Ilya Became Parents (the first time) by liljenrocks
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
Shane and Ilya have talked about being parents even before they were married. But when Ilya’s brother dies, parenthood comes a lot sooner than they expected.
- Part 1 of The Centaur Family
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- AO3:
- #76303786
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If Ilya and Shane had written their own vows, this is how it would go. (Loosely based on 18 by One Direction. Spoilers for The Long Game!)
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- #76295946
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The Montréal Voyageurs Report by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-24
ESPN ✅ @espn
With a new #24, the Montreal Voyageurs are finally ready to forget Shane Hollander
- Part 4 of Hit Post
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When their son comes home with split knuckles and a suspension for throwing the first punch, Shane and Ilya just want to know one thing: what did the other kid do to deserve it?
Or in which the Hollander-Rozanovs learn that raising good kids sometimes means teaching them when the rules are worth breaking.
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- AO3:
- #76338821
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We don't hate him anymore? by Willtheartist
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-24
slight canon divergence au where Shane's parents find out he's gay and seeing Ilya because of Shane's lack of filter at the hospital due to the painkillers he's on Extract: “Ilya was here,” he smiled again. “Yes, honey. I know. They told us. What do you want from Rozanov?” Shane threw his head back, staring at the ceiling, “him.” Before she could ask Shane what on earth he was talking about, he shifted on the bed again and continued, “Always. Ilya.” “We were supposed to meet after the game!” he whined. “But, fucking Marlow, ugh-” he gesticulated with his uninjured hand, “aaaand now I won’t be able to play… and I won’t see him.” Shane’s adorable pout was not nearly cute enough to distract her from… whatever was happening. “You’re… Rozanov? You- you and… Rozanov are… friends?” she raised an eyebrow. “And you hang out after games? Since when?”
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #76358886
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thank you, montreal by strwbrryfox
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-23
Ilya took his face in his hands and smacked a kiss onto his cheek, making Shane laugh, which was probably the desired effect. Harris left with his photos a few moments later, promising Ilya that they’d be seeing them all on the official Centaurs account soon. “You should make caption, ‘Thank you, Montreal,’” Ilya called after him. “Tag the fuckers too!” or, shane scores his first goal as a centaur, ilya is a very proud husband.
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- #76275006
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“You didn’t have to dress up,” Shane says as he approaches, wishing he could hide somewhere between his worn jeans and beat up Vans. “I did not dress up,” Ilya says. “This is coat.” Shane Hollander breaks his glasses in a media scrum and spends a week pretending it’s not a problem--until Ilya Rozanov, armed with Russian guilt and zero sense of boundaries decides to fix it himself.
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- #76268961
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“Holy shit. Hollander. You are on Instagram live.” “No, I don’t want to livestream. Hey— can we not focus on this? I miss you. Thanks for coming. It’s been a while. I just want to—” “Do not put me on camera, no— Shane. Hand me the phone.” Comments → @ilyasplants: ilyas here. thers no fucking way. im being pranked → @holllanderrrr: ILYAS THERE WITH HIM??? OH MY GODDD → @hollazia: SHANE HOLLANDER GAY ILYA ROZANOV GAY HOMOSEXUALS
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Shane stares at him with those wide, brown doe eyes that liquifies Ilya’s heart. “Ilya is a pretty name.” He says softly. “You’re pretty too.” “Am I?” Ilya laughs lightly. He taps on Shane’s curled up fingers. Understanding Ilya’s intentions, Shane opens his palm up, letting Ilya guide it up to his face. Ilya lets go when Shane’s fingers are just shy of contact, dealer’s choice. Shane hesitates for a moment before deciding to cup Ilya’s cheek. “Mhm. Pretty eyes.” Shane says woozily, fingers gingerly tracing over Ilya’s features in a way that prompts Ilya to press into his husband’s palm even further. or the doped-up shane fic no one asked for
- Part 1 of vignettes in time
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A misunderstanding, old insecurities, and one badly timed coffee leave cracks in Shane and Ilya’s marriage just as the Centaurs take the ice against Montreal. When a sudden injury forces everything into sharp focus, love has to speak louder than pride.
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- #76235106
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High On Your Lovin' by beeaattrriicce
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-23
Shane has his wisdom tooth removed. Ilya panics, Shane is high on painkillers. Inspired by the hospital scene in episode 5
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i can't hide from you (like i hide from myself) by princebutt
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-23
“Who’s got you blushing like that, Shane Hollander?” Shane’s gaze shoots up and his brain short-circuits, going completely blank with any good answer other than the truth – Ilya Rozanov makes me giggle like a lovesick fool. Shit. “Uhh, my mom?” Terrible answer. What the fuck, Hollander? “You’re a terrible liar, my friend,” Rose points out as she smirks and watches him carefully. OR, Shane comes clean about his relationship with Ilya to Rose Landry.
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- AO3:
- #76239731
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kiss it better (don’t leave me uncovered) by Wurmblau
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-23
Too caught up in their own heads, both Shane and Ilya don't realize that Shane has dropped until he has already left the suite. Rozanov fixes it whilst also discovering a thing or two. Or: Shane gets the kiss.
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- AO3:
- #76156216
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Jackie is the #1 Hollanov Shipper (Hayden is Reluctantly #2) by Zimmercj
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-23
The Pikes and Hollander-Rozanovs have a night in, trying to adjust to the changes after Ilya and Shane are outed, and the team turns on Shane. Jackie and Shane try (and mostly fail) to make their partners behave, and Jackie wants deets.
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- #76241361
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Shane catches a cold and Ilya makes him a tea. The hotel’s carpet, patterned in a taste Ilya found offensive, carried him toward the end of the hall. With each quiet step, the knot in his chest cinched tighter. Excitement tangled with trepidation, the need to touch Shane pressing harder than the fear that this time, the door would remain closed. Perhaps Hollander had already written off their handful of hurried meetings as a fluke. A mistake. But this was Boston. His hometown. And Ilya had already been lucky once tonight. A five–three win, an additional two goals on his record-breaking season. Midnight had only just passed; maybe the day still owed him one more kindness. When he reached the room number Hollander had reluctantly given him in passing, murmuring in the hallway behind the rink before the game, Ilya paused. He glanced over his shoulder, down the empty corridor, confirming no one would witness him slipping into his competition’s room. Then, with a staccato drum beating beneath his battered ribs, he raised his hand and rapped his knuckles against the door. Time slowed to a near halt as he waited, restlessly tapping his foot against the floor for any shuffle behind the door. Nothing came. He knocked again, harder. Most of the Metros were likely out drowning Boston’s nightlife, but Ilya was certain Hollander wasn’t among them. There was a long list of things he still didn’t know about him, but one truth had surfaced early: number twenty-four wasn’t a fan of parties, or drinking, or dancing. Boring, Ilya had declared at the time, unwilling to admit he’d found the abstinence quietly endearing. It was rare, after all, for a man in his early twenties, at the prime of his life, blessed with a generous salary and a face most people recognized, to spend his nights watching juvenile YouTube videos and sipping Ginger Ale alone in a hotel room. He lifted his hand to knock a third time. The soft vibration in his jeans pocket stopped him. Can’t happen tonight. Sorry. Disappointment bloomed bitter on his tongue. He swallowed it down, refusing to give it room to linger. So that was it. Their fling, short-lived, messy, clumsy, infuriatingly fun, was over Even as Ilya tried to accept the truth of it, his hand betrayed him, knocking anyway. At the faint rustle of bedsheets behind the door, he tugged out his phone and typed a quick reply. I know you’re there. Open up, Hollander. Somewhere inside the room, he heard a humorless sound bleed through the silence. Half a laugh, half a breath. Then, a cough. It sounded hollow, dry. Another text. Go away, Rosanov. Ilya’s determination was fierce, an unstoppable force. It was what had carried him this far, onto Boston’s starting line, into the life he’d dreamed of as an eight-year-old with a pair of used skates and only the roughest grasp of English. That same tenacity refused to let him walk away now. He sighed, dragging a hand through his brown curls as he weighed his next move. Someone’s going to see me. It wasn’t dignified, dangling the threat of exposure over Hollander’s head. Rumors would spread fast if he were found loitering outside a competitor’s hotel room in the dead of night, and they’d damn Ilya just as thoroughly as they would Hollander. Still, when it worked, satisfaction curled warm in his chest. The deadbolt slid free, and the sound sparked low in his stomach. “Get in,” Hollander rasped. “Now, you idiot.” “So excited to see me,” Ilya teased, slipping through the narrow opening and pulling the door shut behind him. The television was the room’s only light, its flicker casting long shadows over the rumpled sheets and a small pile of Kleenex on the nightstand. Ilya’s gaze snagged there, drifted to a bottle of NyQuil, then lifted back to Hollander. Red nose. Swollen eyes. Instinctively, he stepped back. “You’re sick.” “You think I was playing like shit for fun?” Hollander snapped, though the bite didn’t land. Whatever fire he’d burned on the ice was gone now. The man in front of him was spent, shirtless and damp with sweat, trousers hanging low and wrinkled on his hips, exhaustion etched into every line. Still, Ilya’s attention lingered. He couldn’t help noticing the shape of his bare arms, remembering the way those fingers had slid up his chest, over his cheek, through his hair. “Not worse than usual,” Ilya shrugged, resisting a smile when Hollander rolled his eyes. “Fuck off,” Hollander muttered. Their usual banter fell flat when every word cost him something, when his limbs dragged as he turned back toward the bed and nearly collapsed onto the edge of the mattress. “You want to get sick too? You’ve got a game tomorrow.” “I am Russian,” Ilya said simply. “Russians do not get sick.”
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The (more than) 12 Years of Christmas by JayeReid1
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-23
. “Papa… what did you do at Christmas when you were a little boy?” “Solnyshko, Papa was never little boy. Always big, strong man.” .
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“I mean, I already knew you were whipped,” Hayden continued playfully, “but this is a new level of down bad even for you.” Shane raised an eyebrow at his best friend. “Down bad? Who taught you that?”
- Part 10 of hollanov advent calendar 2025
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Shane Hollander is everything the NHL wants him to be: a Golden Boy, a captain, a rivalry- ready face of the league. Ilya Rozanov is everything Shane isn’t allowed to want: sharp-tongued, unapologetic, and devastatingly magnetic. From a charged first collision to a decade of stolen nights, staged girlfriends, and a rivalry that burns hotter than hate ever could, Shane and Ilya build a love that survives only in hallways, hotel rooms, and the spaces where cameras can’t reach. But some ghosts don’t fade quietly—and some loves refuse to stay secret forever. A story about ambition, fear, glass walls, and choosing each other even when the world says it’s a disaster.
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Shane Hollander goes down hard in the third period against Boston. The WAGs are worried about Lily and if she knows. Jackie calls and Lily finally picks up... except. Ilya Rozanov is on the other end of the line. Jackie's POV of the wonderful WAG Support Network by stabthroughme Which of course was inspired by the amazing text fic please leave a message by Ravenesta (of which parts of this one also takes cues from in the beginning) Please read those first! They are both excellent.
- Part 1 of The Pike Adoption Package
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- #76262386