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"You're an awesome player to watch."
"I watch you too…I like watching you."
One line changes everything.
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OR: Instead of turning him down, Ilya and Shane become fast friends at the Prospects Cup. Their relationship (and how they hide the truth) completely changes when the media poses them as best friends instead of rivals.
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Reads as a series of connected oneshots within this AU. Now including prospects cup 2008, draft celebrations, rookie all-star weekend, their first MLH awards, the cottage, commercial shoots, and post-game hookups.- Language:
- English
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- 70,671
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- 7/?
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- AO3:
- #75463401
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Shane was the first omega ever drafted into the NHL. His designation usually considered only good for two things: breeding and mating — and most people didn’t even think male omegas were worthy of the latter. He had a lot to prove. And he really couldn’t afford distractions. Especially when those distractions came in the form of a cocky Russian alpha.
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- English
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- 32,270
- Chapters:
- 12/12
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #86632731
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the trials and tribulations of the tenth floor groupchat by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-06-23
Carter Vaughn (NY): LISTEN UP I will give $1000 to whoever gets Shane Hollander drunk tonight
Ilya Rozanov (BOS): easy $1000
Ilya Rozanov (BOS): Hollander has never seen a good time because he lives in montreal with boring montreal teammates
JJ 🏆💰: he had us in the first half ngl
Shane: he had nothing in no halves
Shane: I will have ONE beer
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Scott Hunter makes a groupchat of everyone staying on the tenth floor at the hotel during the 2016 All Star Game. Shane has more than one beer.
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- English
- Words:
- 5,338
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #87229401
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Shane Hollander writes romance novels. Ilya Rozanov finds out.
- Part 10 of Hollanov fics
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- English
- Words:
- 14,973
- Chapters:
- 4/4
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #85178121
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For years, their rivalry has been the perfect cover for something far more dangerous. Separate teams and conferences allowed them to hide their secret relationship behind hard hits, heated stares, and carefully managed media narratives. Being enemies was safe. Being teammates is not.
By the time Shane lands in Boston, the media frenzy is already in full swing, eager to see how the former rivals will coexist. Their first meeting in the Raiders’ locker room is charged and restrained — two men pretending they’ve never touched, shaking hands like strangers while the team watches.
On the ice, though, the problem becomes obvious. They play like they’ve always belonged together — instinctive, seamless, lethal. Teammates start noticing. The chemistry is too natural. Too practiced
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- English
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- 49,073
- Chapters:
- 45/45
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #80088121
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“Listen to me, Hollander,” Ilya’s voice is commanding, intense. That same tone that he uses to make Shane turn liquid in his arms. “You are going to do exactly as I say—” Shane nods furiously, now desperate to get behind the privacy screen of the limousine. “We are going to get in the car together, you are going to put your filthy mouth to work, and I am going to use your throat to keep my cock hard until we get back to the hotel.” Shane makes the only echoing sound in the hallway: a pitchy whine that has Ilya’s cock throbbing. “When we arrive, we are going straight to my room. Understood?” Shane nods, but Ilya wants to test his teammate to see just how much he can push tonight. Ilya swallows. “Answer me, Hollander.” “Y—yes,” Shane rasps, quiet but determined as he looks at Ilya like he could break Shane in half and he would thank him. “Yes, Ilya.”
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- English
- Words:
- 11,038
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #76507936
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“You owe me a shirt,” Shane greeted him. Ilya let out a gruff, short, laugh, remembering the shirt of Shane’s that he'd soaked, right by this pool hours ago. Shane’s abs had clung against the wet fabric. Ilya had wanted to bite them. “Did you forget how to clean clothes?” Ilya smirked. The water slid along his calves as he knocked their shoulders together; Ilya grinned and continued, “If so, I did you a favor. Was an ugly shirt.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,496
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #69956131