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Of Tuna Melts, Love Confessions, and Mafia Inclinations by rachelarcher
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-03-29
"In the songs the old women sing, the forest does not offer mercy… it only offers trades. When Anzhelina was fourteen, she walked into the deepest thicket to find the Young Wolf, Ruslan Dragunov. She did not go with tears; she went with a crown of iron and a heart of flint. She offered him a life for a life: she would be the moon to his tide, the lioness to his pride, and the mother to his heirs, if only he would tear the throat from the Great Bear, Grigori. Ilya still wonders if the North Wind blew too hard that night, or if it was Lina’s own hand that guided the Wolf ’s teeth toward their brother Andrei, too. Perhaps he was a branch that always needed breaking. That was the night the girl died, and the Queen of the Fortress was born. She traded her spring so her brothers could finally see the summer."
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- English
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- 3/3
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- 1
- AO3:
- #82052161
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Shane and Ilya are different behind closed doors.
A multi POV fic that allows other characters to get a glimpse behind the wall.- Language:
- English
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- 22,470
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #82053071
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“You are vampire?” Rozanov asked, replacing his cigarette between his lips. He lit the end and took a long drag.
“Uh,” Shane blinked at him. “Half, technically. And you’re… a werewolf.”
- Part 1 of bite my neck // suck my blood
- Language:
- English
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- 5,421
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- 2/?
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- 1
- AO3:
- #80603866
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David Hollander tries to reassure his son's boyfriend and ends up being the one comforted instead.
Or,
My take on that David and Ilya conversation.- Part 3 of Heated Rivalry Oneshots
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- English
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- 1,552
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- 1/1
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- AO3:
- #81041256
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She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds. "Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly. For another long moment, nobody moves. Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because– "Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really. Absolutely ecstatic. Yuna stares at Shane's bruised face and tries, desperately, not to cry. She loves hockey, loves it with all her heart, is obsessed with Montreal and her son's career – but she hates it, too, when it leaves Shane broken, collapsed on the ice. It's not okay. It's never okay, seeing him there, helpless and hurt. It's even worse when she's not there. Yuna and David had been at home when it'd happened. They'd put the game on in the background, as they were wont to do with all of Shane's games, and Yuna'd been ironing as David made dinner, the two of them talking lightly together about nothing much. It'd been perfect, really. Her younger self would never have thought it, but she lives for those quiet evenings with her husband, easy and calm, the smell of good food wafting through the house and the croon of the speaker in the background. A good night, she'd thought. Shane'd been on his A-game. In the face-off, he'd stolen the puck from Rozanov, and raced across the ice, and he looked like he was really, truly enjoying it. He'd been smiling. Yuna'd remarked on it. Then, suddenly, silence. Yuna'd looked up at the sudden hush. The audience's usually a constant white noise, the calling and hooting and booing merging together into one dull sound. The commentators remarked on every pass Shane made, especially tonight, when they were playing Boston. Silence was never – ever – good. She hadn't known who it was at first. There was just a figure in a blue jersey, smashed onto the ice. She'd stood up, squinted. Was it Hayden? But no, PIKE was there, plastered on the back of the figure throwing himself onto the Boston player that'd caused the fall. Was it Gagnon? Then – "And Shane Hollander's down!" the commentator had announced, and everything in Y una went still. Shane's been injured before, of course. It's hockey. Yuna'd been forced to cope with it ever since Shane was nine and first bowled over by one of the other players – bigger than him, bulkier than him, always more aggressive than him. He usually gets up, though. He usually gets up. He doesn't this time. After that, everything blurred into one. David had sprinted upstairs, and he’d grabbed the overnight bag that they'd never used, that was needed only for emergencies, and then he'd been down and Yuna'd remembered how to breathe again and they were in the car, rushing- rushing-rushing to where their son was, miles away, being carted off to hospital in Montreal. They'd got there as soon as they could. It wasn't soon enough. But the doctor had calmed them, reassured them, told them, "Your son's alright, Mr and Mrs Hollander, he's just got a fractured collarbone and a mild concussion. Don't worry." Then he'd added, with a friendly grin, "He'll be out for the playoffs, though, I'm afraid." A Voyageurs fan. As if Yuna cared about the playoffs.–Shane would, though, she remembered, and told herself to give a brittle smile and thank him. She did. She's here, now, sat at his bedside. It's not a familiar position, not like it would be for a lot of hockey families. Shane's just that good. Yuna's overwhelmingly glad it's not. She doesn't think she could cope if he got himself in here every season. It's been a few hours since he'd first woken up, blinking dazedly at her and David, drugs pumping through his system to keep him relaxed and pain-free. It'd been startling, actually, the easy grin that slid onto his face when he'd spotted them. Shane'd smiled slow and smooth and genuine. It'd crinkled his eyes up and he’d been squinting, too, because of the bright lights, and he’d looked happy. Happy and loose in a way that made Yuna realise he was usually so, so tense; so, so stiff. He'd been slow to wake. He'd shifted, and grumbled to himself, and Yuna and David had rushed to his bedside to be right there when he finally blinked himself to consciousness. His head flopped a bit, and he’d muttered something she couldn't quite make out that sounded like "Ill-ya," and repeated it over and over again. She still doesn't know what it means. He'd stopped saying it when he realised she and David were there, had quietened down and looked at her and then beamed. Then his grin had gotten smaller, regulating, but he'd greeted them in a soft, slurred voice, and very quickly gotten tired again and drifted off. That'd been around midnight, Yuna thinks, maybe later. David had exhaled and kissed her and gone off to book them a hotel for a couple days. Yuna couldn't bring herself to go with him. Because he knows her, and he loves her, and probably because he feels better if Shane has one of them there, he'd gone without protest. She'll join him tonight, she thinks. When Shane's been awake for more than just a few minutes. She just sat with him, watching him breathe; she checks the clock and the heart-rate monitor every so often. She'd managed to get a few hours in around three a.m., crashing in the stiff armchair in the corner of the private room Shane's in, and she'd woke up again at half seven, her phone glaring in the dull dark of the room. One of the nurses must have switched the light off when they'd seen her asleep. Yuna's thankful. Now, the little numbers on the screen say 08:47. Visiting time's started. Not that anyone'll be by for a couple hours yet, thank God, because Yuna really can't deal with people right now. Except David. He should be here shortly too, the only saving grace. Him, she always wants by her side. As if summoned by her thoughts, there's a gentle knock at the door, and it's pulled open. David walks in, circles under his eyes, but they're certainly not as bad as hers are bound to be. His expression softens when he looks at her, and she smiles a little helplessly. "How's he doing?" he asks lowly. "Alright, I think," she says honestly. "But –" "It's never easy seeing him like this," David agrees. Yuna lets out an exhausted sigh. "Yes," she says. "Yes. Nothing's changed since you left. He's just..."
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- #80965821
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Shane still hadn’t spoken. This was not how he expected any of this to happen. He began to think that it would’ve been less painful and confusing and awkward if his parents had walked in on him and Ilya being something. Something more than two guys sitting on a couch playing MLH together. Something more than two men now standing in his living room petrified, orbiting each other and refusing to light a spark. If Ilya had Shane the way he usually did, blushing and writhing under him, he would be less heartbroken at the bewilderment on his parents' faces.
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- English
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- 1/1
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- AO3:
- #80995676
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make it make sense by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
2026-03-07
In a world where David doesn't walk in on Shane and Ilya at the cottage, what happens next?
Well, Shane is his mother's son. He makes a plan.
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- 1/1
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- AO3:
- #80781581
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Shane was hurt and Ilya couldn’t be there with him. No one knew that he cared, that his boyfriend was in the hospital, not even Shane’s parents.
OR: Yuna Hollander just wanted to grab some of Shane’s things from his apartment during his hospital stay. She didn't suspect she'd stumble across a home invasion, and that the perpetrator would be Ilya Rozanov.
(Shane’s okay!)
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- English
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- 12,482
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- 4/4
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- 1
- AO3:
- #78562401
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Management Hollander (or, the apple did not run away from the tree) by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-18
Yuna has a lot of feelings about her son being gay, and feelings are best worked out in spreadsheet format.
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- AO3:
- #79810136
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But it’s true. David Hollander is normal about hockey. He has a life outside it. He goes to work at the Treasury. He goes on long walks. He volunteers at animal shelters. He puzzles. Well—he works on puzzles? Ilya still is not sure how the verbs work there.
The point is: David Hollander built a life outside of hockey that was fulfilling—that remains fulfilling. This, in its roundabout way, and though Ilya could never admit it, saves Ilya’s life.
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or, a treatise on grief, depression, and chronic suicidality- Language:
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- AO3:
- #79775926
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When Shane was born an ocean away from her homeland, Yuna Hollander, who did not pray, whispered into the world: Let every door open for him, my son.
OR: Yuna Hollander learns to appreciate Ilya Rozanov, one step at a time.
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- English
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- AO3:
- #79575231
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the apple and the tree, how far can it be? by imbihesgay
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-12
“Is he really okay?” Ilya asks, voice broken with worry. “He is, I promise honey. I’m looking after him.” “Okay.” There’s uncertainty still in his voice, but obviously Ilya is aware there’s nothing more he can do from afar right now. “Okay. Thank you. Please. Please just…” Yuna knows his next words before he even gets them out. “Please keep them safe.” And she’s all too quick to promise him. “Of course I will.” -ilya calls yuna when he's at an away game to check on a heavily pregnant shane.- (or , shane giving birth to his first baby, through the POV of yuna hollander)
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- 1/1
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- AO3:
- #79351181
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She hauls him back to his place – a gorgeous condo that overlooks Montreal and is 70% glass. All the reflecting, soft light makes her dress look like liquid silver. She lets it drop onto the stairs behind her.
As she turns—
She sees his reflection. She sees the face she knows she was never, ever meant to see. His heart isn’t in this. But then he’s glancing up at her, some stranger to a smile on his face, and she knows something she was never, ever meant to know: he will make himself go through with this. He’s going to come up the stairs—he’s already coming up the stairs.
Fuck. She misread this entirely.
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Rose, Sveta, and David on Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov. All set to Noah Kahan's "The Great Divide."
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- English
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- 6,186
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- 3/3
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- 1
- AO3:
- #79219406
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In 2017, the Admirals win the Stanley Cup for the first time in twenty-eight years. Scott Hunter kisses a man at centre ice.
In 2017, Shane Hollander shatters apart in her father’s arms after twenty-six years of trying to be normal. Yuna Hollander finds herself with a daughter.
- Part 2 of mortal girl
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- English
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- 4,291
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- 1/2
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- 1
- AO3:
- #78977481
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How to Bond with Your Son's New Boyfriend by Maximoff_Wanda
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-02-06
Ilya nodded. “Yes, is true. He is the best player in the league.” David’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Do not tell him I tell you this,” Ilya added quickly. “He still thinks I think he is second best.” Ilya shrugged, a small smile gracing his face. “It can be our secret.” David nodded. Roza-Ilya was a lot different than he was expecting. Or: What David and Ilya talked about while Shane and Yuna were outside.
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- English
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- 1,432
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- 1/1
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- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #78977101
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Observations on Fatherhood by Anonymous
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2026-02-03
From the day Shane is born, David promises to protect him from everything—especially from the kind of love that comes with conditions.
But as Shane grows up talented, visible, and quietly different, David learns that even the safest homes can teach a child how to make himself smaller.
- Part 4 of A Formal Study of the Heart
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- English
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- AO3:
- #78821036
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After a moment, Hayden pulls back. Then he hands her the phone—Shane’s phone. “I grabbed this when I was getting his stuff and I saw, well.” He looks away from Yuna, briefly glances at David, then looks away from him too. There’s an oddly guilty look on his face that has Yuna suspicious at once. “Um, has Shane told you guys about Lily?” -- AKA, Yuna and David find out about Lily, Shane’s... girlfriend?, while he's in the hospital. It's a while before they find out about Ilya. Featuring: - high Shane - Ilya angst - theories about who Lily could be - Yuna & "Lily" texting - identity shenanigans
- Part 2 of heated rivalry social media fics
- Part 1 of i need sunshine (Ilya & Hollanders)
- Part 3 of all dwk heated rivalry fics
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 31,720
- Chapters:
- 12/12
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- 3 versions
- AO3:
- #77532186
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David Hollander, Pointman by Anonymous
Inception (2010), Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-22
David Hollander has a past, and it shows up in an unexpected place.
- Part 3 of Dream Rivalry Verse
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- English
- Words:
- 685
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- 1/1
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- 1
- AO3:
- #78111081
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Shane ends up in the hospital. Ilya panics. David understands feelings. Yuna adopts another son. Hayden loses his shit (but then gets it back). New future is waiting.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 11,354
- Chapters:
- 3/3
- Files:
- 2 versions
- AO3:
- #77091411
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And a Sense of Guilt I Can't Deny by Anonymous
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-16
Please let me in, she thinks. I can be better. I can do it right this time, I promise.
Or: an exploration into why Yuna might've needed 5 minutes to herself after learning that her son had been hiding a relationship from her for nearly a decade.
- Language:
- English
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- 9,792
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Files:
- 1
- AO3:
- #77774091