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Maybe I'm A Petty Bitch, But You Made Me Resort to This by Hellobeany
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
17 Jun 2026
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Shane is more fucked up than Ilya ever realized, and he's fucking obsessed with it.
Or, Ilya Rozanov wants to have his cake and eat it too, but Shane Hollander has other ideas.
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Something inside me like a wave by Dreamfoil
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
04 Jun 2026
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A few years ago, Ilya asked what would happen if he asked for a divorce, as a joke. Shane stared at him, expressionless, and said he’d kill him. Ilya laughed, but he felt it low in his belly - a dark, hot thrill. Shane didn’t crack a smile.
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Riding in Cars with Teammates by Gh0st4
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
15 Jun 2026
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Shane and Ilya are 18 and counting down to the NHL draft while playing for the same private school hockey program.
Until Shane realizes he needs to take a pregnancy test behind his family’s back.
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- Part 2 of Riding in Cars
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Forgotten Language by manyfandomsmember
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
14 Jan 2026
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Ilya gets his bell rung while playing for Ottawa against Montreal
He forgets how to speak English and can only speak Russian
Luckily, Shane Hollander, the light of his life, has learned Russian
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the golden boy and my worst regret by Goldie020202
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
18 Jun 2026
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In 2022, Ilya wakes up in a hospital in Ottawa with no memory of how he got there. He has hazy recollections of 2015, but he can't remember anything about the past seven years. He is shocked to learn he is now married to Shane Hollander, a fact that forces him to reconcile the decisions of his past self with the expectations he inherited from his father.
--“I have this for you.” Hollander reached into his pocket, pulling out something gold, glinting under the cold hospital lighting. Holding his fist out, Hollander unfurled his hand, and the bottom fell out of Ilya’s heart, cratering through his stomach and spilling onto the floor.
Shane Hollander stood before him, palm outstretched, cradling Irina Rozanova’s golden crucifix.
Ilya flinched back, like he had been burned. Hollander’s warmth had moved too close, too fast, morphing into a threat and a violation. Hollander should not have that cross.