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la vie est Bell (today just got better) by artifice
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
05 Jun 2026
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When asked what he’s doing at Osheaga, Shane Hollander has a real answer and a momager-approved answer.
(Shane at Osheaga through the years.)
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opus posthumous by artifice
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
05 Apr 2026
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The piano was always going to go to Ilya, in the end.
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famous last words by artifice
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
20 Mar 2026
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My Chemical Romance breaks up on March 23, 2013. Ilya is thrown off his game.
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pronoms possessifs by artifice
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
07 Mar 2026
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alternatively: “that’s his baby,” or maybe, “romanza, andante con moto.” Shane tries to write a love letter to his husband. He succeeds, more or less.
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"Ilya Rozanov, The Art of Fiction No. 381" - The Paris Review No. 390, Summer 2060 by artifice
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
04 Feb 2026
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Ilya Rozanov on the Art of Fiction: “I write because I need to write, I read because I need to read, I eat because I need to eat, and so on. I imagine it’s the same for everyone who feels compelled to put words on a page."
twenty or so years after "the texture of memory," ilya sits down for a chat with michaela kerrigan about life, writing, and love.
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- Part 2 of texture of memory
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texture of memory by artifice
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
05 Feb 2026
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My little-worlded self! the shadows pass
In this thy sister-world, as in a glass,
Of all processions that revolve in thee:
Not only of cyclic Man
Thou here discern'st the plan,
Not only of cyclic Man, but of the cyclic Me.
Not solely of Mortality's great years
The reflex just appears,
But thine own bosom's year, still circling round
In ample and in ampler gyre
Toward the far completion, wherewith crowned,
Love unconsumed shall chant in his own furnace-fire.excerpt, “from the night of forebeing” - francis thompson
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They’ve just turned onto I-89 when Svetlana turns to him and asks, “Have you ever thought about Shane?”
Truthfully he doesn’t remember the first time he thought about Shane like that. He shrugs, takes a sip of his Dunkalatte, avoids Svetlana’s piercing gaze. “Sometimes. Nothing serious.”
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28 Jun 2026
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when you leave here by Idday
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
10 May 2026
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“It just feels like such a nothing story," Shane says. "But my mom’s so fucking... worked up about it.”
Ilya watches him. “I think,” he says carefully, “that your mom is also the parent of a teenage boy who played on that hockey team. And not just the manager of a person who is being asked for comment on a bad story. Yes?”
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(Shane was fifteen years old when he moved to Sarnia.)
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26 Jun 2026
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The Crow's Nest by robbinscinquefoil
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
23 Jun 2026
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Cliff would probably remember if he was there when Ilya met a woman so earth-shattering that he would chase after her for nearly a decade. Probably. Cliff thinks he would probably notice something as life-altering as a meeting like that. Who on earth is this woman and how did they find each other? Did Cliff watch Ilya’s life change before his eyes and not even realize what was happening?
In the fall of 2017, Cliff Marlow notices evidence of Jane all over Ilya’s apartment. He decides to investigate.
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25 Jun 2026
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He’s just about ready to doze off—his ritualistic pre-dinner, thirty-minute nap—when, suddenly, Ilya says, “Huh. Interesting.”
Shane cracks one eye open. “Hmm?”
“Oh, nothing, малыш,” he replies, though his brows are furrowed when he says it. Shane’s even more curious now.
“No, really, what is it?”
Ilya must lose some internal debate; a deep sigh leaves his body before, wordlessly, he turns his phone to Shane.
The bright light makes him squint, still not used to Ilya and his affinity for both using the light-mode feature and turning the brightness in his phone to a maximum. He forgoes scolding him when, after his eyes have adjusted, he reads: Metros acquires Fil-Canadian Rivera; second Asian player in franchise history after Hollander.
At first he thinks, oh, that’s my name. Shane hasn’t seen his name mentioned remotely near the words ‘Montreal Metros’ ever since he transferred to Ottawa three years ago. Then, and this is when it finally dawns on him, Shane thinks: second?
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- Part 5 of a collection of hollanovs
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23 Jun 2026
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assimilation as violence; assimilation as survival.
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“I don’t really think about stuff like that,” Shane replies in interviews, his lips wooden at the words.
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Shane and being haafu, 2nd gen, and Asian.
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22 Jun 2026
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How could Shane explain it to Ilya, being barely Asian, essentially white, but not fully white, slowly forgetting what made you Japanese before you knew it, and then, what, your boyfriend decides to learn the damn language, ask your mom about it, without even asking you? Asking if you’re still Japanese enough for the effort to be worth it?
this fic broke my heart in the best way. i teared up in multiple places, just hurting for shane and relating all too well, even if none of it was written to be a complete tearjerker... promise one day i'll get therapy to deal with these hangups too, but like shane, it's easier to just be and not think about it.