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Protected Person by chinesebakery
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
21 Mar 2026
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Shane finds out on Twitter.
Not from a lawyer or a teammate or even one of the journalists who've been calling nonstop since the FanMail video went viral. He finds out at 6:47 am, still in bed, that Russia is coming for Ilya. Propaganda charges. Passport revocation. Return to the Russian Federation required.
What follows is weeks of watching everything fall apart. Ilya's career. Their safety. The system that was supposed to protect them. Shane keeps playing while Ilya can't. The lawyers file paperwork and say to wait. Montreal demands silence.
Shane faces a choice: keep his head down and trust the process, or burn down his career and force the world to pay attention.
He chooses fire.
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05 Mar 2026
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Mystery Work
Part of Storage
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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04 Mar 2026
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victory lap by Ccainao3
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
09 Feb 2026
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I like beating you, Shane had said, once, half-drunk on pleasure in a rumpled hotel bed. I like it– afterwards, when you’re–
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01 Mar 2026
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Ilya laughs. “You are the one I target the most in the rinks. You are the one I check the most into the boards.” His teeth are lazy, backlit by a glint of amusement. “You are Shane Hollander, the best of the best. Which means,” he tilts Shane’s chin to the side and examines his cheeks closely, “I should be disappointed when you aren’t scoring like you should, yes?”
or: Ilya fucks Shane with an airsoft pistol.
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26 Feb 2026
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Pantomime by sunleashed (anidalaafterdark)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Feb 2026
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“I said—” Shane clears his throat and straightens out his shoulders. He’ll probably say yes without thinking and go right back to his game. “What do you think about trying out some role play? You know, like— you’re a housekeeper, I’m a guest.”
The cogs in Ilya’s mind visibly appear to clock that the word role play left his husband’s lips— and he starts to laugh.
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Or: 5 times Shane comes up with role play ideas, and 1 time that Ilya has an idea of his own.
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23 Feb 2026
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Many Loved Before Us, I Know That We Are Not New by servetas
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
16 Jan 2026
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“This is hard to talk about,” is all he says, though he knows it will amount to nothing.
Shane’s fingertips are feather-soft on his chest. “You have to.”
He has to, because Shane and Ilya have this thing, now, this agreement. Nothing is too hard to talk about. Nothing is off limits. They have to be bare, have to surrender the deepest crevice of their soul to one another. And Ilya, for whom this is easier said than done, whose chest carries a perpetual weight, an immovable mass, it’s all worth it – worth the relief smoothing over Shane’s features, the reassurance that he’s not worried anymore, that Ilya can give him this peace, albeit only a fragment of what Shane gives him by just being there when he wakes up. He would never say it, but he thinks that what he has to offer to Shane amounts to nothing – nothing compared to what Shane does, what Shane is, by simply nuzzling into his chest and sighing into his sleep, late at night when all Ilya can do is lay awake and just feel.
“I need more,” Ilya says. “And is nothing you can do. I need you inside me, and it feels terrible.” He swallows, with great difficulty. God. “I need to– I need to eat you.”
or, Ilya never knew love can hurt this good
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22 Feb 2026
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Getting weird about lingerie.
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22 Feb 2026
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God, Shane never wanted to be mad at him. He hadn’t wanted to continue it. He had wanted to play, too, to suspend reality and just let himself believe that this room was his whole world, that he could talk to Rozanov, play with Rozanov, that nothing else mattered. And the champagne in his blood, the looseness it brought to his shoulders, the ease it granted his brain made it so he could merely sniff in the extra moisture in his nose, blink away the wetness in his eyes, and look up at Rozanov like they were normal, like nothing else had been said. “Why would God take a call from you, Rozanov?” he had said, voice small but brave.
Rozanov had finally grinned, had let Shane see his beautiful teeth. Shane had wanted to be bit, in that moment, all over. “He knows me,” had been his response.
Shane had sniffed again, had looked down at Rozanov’s shoes, how one of them was gently stepping onto Shane’s foot. An anchor. “God’s not gonna take a call from you.”
“Hm. Why?”
His chest had felt warm. “Because you’re evil.”
or, Shane's drunk, and yearning for Ilya Rozanov is inescapable, and probably bad for him
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20 Feb 2026
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Scott Hunter retires. Shane and Ilya play a game.
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12 Feb 2026