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the coast is not clear by WriteThroughTheNight
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
01 Jan 2026
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“My flight is early tomorrow,” Rozanov says. He bites his lip. Shane’s eyes stick there too. “You look in hallway, yes?”
Shane sticks his head out. The hallway is empty.
Would it hurt? To go another round? Rozanov has to fly out early anyway, it’s hardly like they’ll be spending time befriending each other. What is one night, when they’ve already crossed the line with eyes wide open?
“Shit,” he says. “There’s a couple at the end of the hallway, arguing, you know? You better wait until they leave.”
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Shane lies, that first night, to keep Rozanov to himself a little longer. The changes spiral out from there.
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- Part 1 of the coast is clear
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The shape of things we know by sistercacao
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
28 Mar 2026
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“Where are you going?”
“To the arena, Hollander. We are playing a game in three hours.”
“That’s tomorrow, Rozanov,” Hollander says, smirking like Ilya might be fucking with him and he wants to make sure he’s in on the joke. He looks behind and around him. “Um, can I come inside?”
“Hollander, we have game today. You were here yesterday.”
Hollander is striding toward his kitchen, looking over his shoulder at Ilya like he’s getting tired of the joke. “Very funny. I was in Montreal yesterday, Rozanov.”
“Hollander.” Ilya goes to stand in front of him. Hollander’s eyes flicker up and down his body the way that Ilya usually craves, but is rather unwelcome right now. “Today is Thursday. Game is today. Yesterday, you came to my house. We ate tuna melts, watched Buffalo game. Then, you left.”
“Rozanov, it’s Wednesday morning. And I’ve never been to your house before.”
“Hollander…”
“Look at your phone if you don’t believe me.”
Ilya snorts like a bull and pulls his phone out of his pocket, swipes down on the screen to look at the date.
Wednesday, November 9th.
Or: Ilya Rozanov in Groundhog Day!
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Bookmarked by blithesea
08 Jun 2026
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“Fuck,” Ilya says, his voice hoarse. “Sorry.” He has never said sorry as much in his life as he has since meeting Shane. They don’t warn you that fucking a Canadian might just turn you into one.
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Everyone hates All-Stars. If anyone asks, Shane does, too.
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Bookmarked by blithesea
04 Jun 2026
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"Stop asking me if it's okay. If I want it. You're always, like—whatever. I'm not one of your fucking girls, okay? If I don't like it, I'll stop you. I can make you stop."
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Bookmarked by blithesea
28 May 2026
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"Shane," Ilya pressed into the jut of his shoulderblade, his sweaty neck, as he fucked back in. "Shane, Shane."
He kept his hand wrapped around Shane's softening cock. Pulling away from the fuck drove Shane into it, and trying to squirm back fucked him onto Ilya's cock. Ilya had never heard him make this noise before, never felt him spasm quite this way. Ilya pressed in close, so close they would fuse, and he wasn't fucking anymore so much as he was holding, clinging, every muscle straining to get in closer.
Shane said something. Maybe please, maybe don't. It was broken, and when Ilya rolled his hips it broke again on a hitching sob. Ilya groped for Shane's face with his free hand and found it wet, cupped his palm over his chin and tucked a thumb into his mouth and felt him cry around it. His thighs burned. Ilya didn't know what he was saying, only that he hoped it was in Russian, that Shane couldn't hear him. Ilya could barely hear himself. Even Shane's muffled shout couldn't eclipse the ringing in his ears.
Ilya fucked him like that, hard, no restraint, until his body had dissolved and he was only as heavy as the air kissing Shane Hollander's tears.
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The Metros really were lousy at hockey. Shane Hollander was the only talent they had, which was why they threw the C on his chest before they even made it to the All Star break. The Raiders hadn’t given Ilya even an A yet. Coach had taken him aside and told him they weren’t going to think about a leadership role on the team until he’d finished his rookie year. He had enough to deal with, Coach said, which was nicer than saying Ilya was still nineteen, and his English sucked shit, and they weren’t quite done being worried about “character issues.”
Ilya Rozanov’s rookie year reimagined by someone with serious hockey-watcher brainrot.
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An Ao3 workskin for creating a list of notifications on an iPhone(ish) screen.
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In late 2014, celebrity photos start dropping. Ilya deletes his texts, his photos, a video he should never have taken. It isn't soon enough.
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Bookmarked by blithesea
26 May 2026
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“Well?” Ilya prompts, when Hollander does not continue. He ducks into an alley, ankle deep in warming slush, and leans against the brick. “It is very cold, Hollander. Not a good time to chat.” Don’t hang up, Ilya thinks. Stay.
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The steady, persistent pressure of Rozanov’s thick cock sinking into him is unlike anything Shane has ever felt before. He feels impossibly full, impossibly exposed, but more than that, he feels good.
Fuck, it’s good.
It’s so good that he forgets to feel awkward as he begins to rock back into Rozanov’s thrusts. He forgets to feel ashamed as Rozanov draws sounds out of him he didn’t even know he was capable of making. As Rozanov drives him out of his mind and deep into his own body, holds him there, forces him to feel everything and think nothing at all—
Shane forgets to feel anything but good.
(In which Shane has a dirty fantasy, and Ilya runs with it.)
“Ah,” Ilya says softly, brushing a finger along the column of Shane’s throat. “Is that what you want, Hollander? To be humiliated?”“Yes,” Shane says, the word a guttural moan. “No? I don’t know. Maybe. Fuck.”
“To be put to good use? To be told what to do?”
“Yes,” Shane gasps, relieved to be asked a simpler question. “That’s what I want.”
Bookmarked by blithesea
24 May 2026
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“You want me to make you do nasty things.”
“Yes,” Shane breathes. “Yes.”
“So you can tell yourself is big bad Rozanov wanting you to do nasty things, not you.”
Shane swallows. “You’re not that big.”
“Oh, but I am very, very bad.”
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Post-S1. Shane wants to come without anyone touching him. Ilya wants to help.
Or: Ilya tries to take on Shane's tendency to deprive himself by using ancient Chinese military strategy.
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22 May 2026
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Statement from Boston Raiders General Manager Rick Doughty:
We are aware of a video circulating online from earlier this summer of the locker room celebration proceeding Game 6 of the Stanley Cup Final. This was a personal recording of an adrenaline-fueled moment inside our private facilities and was not intended to be seen by the public.
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- Part 1 of once more to see you
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21 May 2026
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"So nice," Rozanov sighs, and he sounds grateful, awestruck. "Almost worth it, to lose."
Shane can be worth it. Shane always wants to be worth it.
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Stickhandling and other hobbies by delagauchetiere
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
25 Apr 2026
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Do you need arms like that, shoulders like that, to play the drums? Surely not.
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Or, Shane gets fucked in a bathroom.
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20 May 2026
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Shane doesn’t think about the girls Rozanov brings home.
But he hopes they think about him.
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13 May 2026
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He’d taken it face-down this time, moaning into memory foam. Rozanov’s favorite way to fuck him after a win over Montreal. Shane’s favorite way to get fucked, always.
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Ilya fucks a girl in a Hollander jersey. Word gets back to Shane.
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- Part 2 of perfect from now on
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Bookmarked by blithesea
11 May 2026
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“You know how good you are at it. So talented. You learned to swallow so quick, didn’t you?” His finger traced a firm line along Shane’s jaw to his earlobe, where Ilya tugged hard enough to make Shane’s head bob, like a nod. Yes, he had learned to swallow so quick. It was humiliation after humiliation and Shane didn’t understand why he liked it. He knew this couldn’t be standard fare dirty talk, that Ilya wouldn’t use it on just anyone, that it was tailored to Shane’s stupid need to be top of the class.
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Tumblr keeps deleting these so I'm posting them here for now.
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An afternoon run. A borrowed window.
A life held together by routine, precision, and the things Shane tells himself are not a slow unraveling.Bookmarked by blithesea
07 May 2026
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black dog by delagauchetiere
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
18 Apr 2026
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Ilya is not going to steal Shane Hollander's dog. That would be illegal. And wrong. And someone would probably find out and make Ilya give him back.
So. Not stealing.
But there is nothing wrong with giving Chernysh all the pats and treats that he deserves, is there?
Nothing wrong with encouraging Chernysh to spend more and more time at Ilya's house until he doesn't even remember who Hollander is.
Because Hollander is stupid and boring and does not deserve a dog as good as Chernysh. No, he doesn't, does he? Because Chernysh is the best boy in the whole world, yes he is.
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"You should read some of these comments," he says, very conversational, then continues in a lower voice: "It is crazy, what these people want to do to you."
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Ilya does a Calvin Klein ad. To spite Shane, probably, who has already done one.
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- Part 2 of once more to see you
Bookmarked by blithesea
07 May 2026
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Shane stops at the door. He's angling for a kiss, but he has never been good at asking for one. He just takes what he's given, says thank you, thank you so much.
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Rozanov made a dismissive noise. “No, no, I will pick you up. Send me your address.”
“I’m not giving you my home address.”
“Why not!”
“Because you’ll probably post it on social media to psych me out before our next game.”
That made Rozanov laugh. “It is good idea,” he said. Stopped laughing. Started again. Blew out a breath like he had to get himself together. “I might do this to you,” he allowed, “but you have nice boyfriend living with you now. I would not do this to him. You are safe.”
In which Ilya Rozanov adopts himself into Scott and Kip's household and refuses to leave. Kip finds this very sweet. Scott is going to kill him.
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Bookmarked by blithesea
07 May 2026
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When you spend all your time protecting yourself, it's really fucking easy to let other people get hurt instead. So learn from my fucking mistakes, alright?
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my momsold me to Scott Hunter, a Shane Hollander fanfiction by luulapants, mockspeed
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
04 May 2026
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rpfactorfiction
Oh my god, I didn't know there were any copies of this left on the internet. For those who don't know, this is like. This is a foundational text of hockey RPF. This is from before hockey RPF was really a thing even. It's from the mid-aughts and wasn't posted to a fanfiction website. Instead, OP dropped this insane RPF manifesto onto a normal ass hockey fan forum (which no longer exists) then deleted their account like two days later. Just handed this to a bunch of jocks and hockey bros and dipped. Legendary shit. Like, I don't think this kid even knew what fanfiction was, the fucking hand of god just compelled him to write about being an MLH player's sex slave and show it to the world. I pray every day that this insane child actually made it to the MLH and got to meet Scott Hunter.
So maybe Shane had a little crush on Scott Hunter in his younger years. So maybe he anonymously posted online about it once. So maybe it had become an internet legend and a running joke in the MLH.
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Bookmarked by blithesea
07 May 2026
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"What was that with Hunter earlier?" Rozanov asked, far too conversational for someone currently feeding anal beads into Shane's asshole.
"What?"
"At the party. He stopped to talk to you. You looked like you were trying to explode him with your brain.
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Shane had been sucking Rozanov’s mostly soft dick for between six and eight minutes. Since all the most important moments of Shane’s life were timed, he had a good internal clock. He was pretty sure it had been eight minutes.
Bookmarked by blithesea
06 May 2026