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following the path; leaving a trail by allthatsings
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
14 Apr 2026
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With Russia banned from competing in World Juniors, Shane and Ilya don’t meet until draft day. How is their story different without those first few interactions and without the media’s “rivalry” obsession?
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- Part 1 of how did we get here, my love
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02 Jul 2026
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“I’m good at making you come first.”
Ilya rolls his eyes. “Is not true. And besides, I came fifth.”
“I still can’t believe that.”
He shrugs, more nonchalant than Shane suspects he actually feels. “They had not seen me play.”
“I would have loved to play you at juniors.”
“I would have kicked your ass. Gone first overall and you’d have hated me.”
“I wouldn’t have hated you.”
“You do not deny the ass kicking.”
Shane’s turn to shrug. “I could have beaten you.”
“But then I would have hated you.”
“Maybe,” Shane says. He wipes a crumb from Ilya’s lip. “I think we still would have gotten here.”
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who will love a little sparrow by weeb_grass
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
27 Jun 2026
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Spring of 2016: Ilya loses a father.
Summer of 2016: Ilya loses a brother.
Fall of 2016: Ilya gains a daughter, a lover, and a friend.
Or: another "what if Ilya gained custody of his niece" fic.
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28 Jun 2026
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“Was it hard? Watching your dad forget stuff? Did he forget you?”
“Sometimes,” Rozanoz replies. “Most of the time, no. It was better, actually, him being sick. He was a lot nicer as a sick man. Made me feel very guilty. I did not miss him.”
“Your dad… he wasn’t very nice to you?”
Shane tries to picture it, tries to imagine someone other than his own father. His father, who came to every junior hockey event, allowing himself to be chauffeured around by Shane’s mom to whatever meeting they needed to attend on Shane’s behalf. Packing lunches for Shane during his school years, smiling over the stovetop as he made dinner while Shane and his mom poured over hockey stats at her laptop. His dad, who has shown Shane nothing but kindness and warmth, compassion spilling from his actions easily, so earnest in the way he loves his family, showing Shane exactly how he should love other people.
Shane snuggles in closer to Rozanov’s chest.
No, he cannot imagine what it was like growing up with Rozanov’s father. He has, blessedly, always been held like he is something precious.
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“It is the worst day of my life,” Ilya declares, throwing himself dramatically onto one of the kitchen stools. “I went to go get lunch at Russian place I like, the one with lamb pelmeni? They had sign on the door. They are closing. Forever.”
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Or: Ilya’s favorite Russian restaurant in Ottawa is going out of business. There is only one thing Shane “Mr. Real Estate” Hollander can do.
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- Part 4 of my anonymous heated rivalry fic
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22 Jun 2026
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Outwardly, Shane presses a kiss to the top of Ilya’s head and agrees. Internally, he’s already planning. Because Ilya has already given up a lot of his home culture—when he and Shane came out and Ilya knew it meant he could never go home to Russia again; when he moved from Boston, which at least had a small expat community with a few Russian restaurants and grocery stores, to Ottawa, with its singular Eastern European market in an old strip mall and this one little Russian lunch spot. Ilya had sighed and griped but he had adapted, because he loved Shane, because he was willing to give these things up for him. Shane loved him for it. It also sometimes made him so sad his chest hurt.
Mr. Real Estate, Ilya had used to call Shane. Mr. Landlord. Maybe it was time to add Mr. Business Owner to that list.
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Closer to where you are (is where I must be) by sistercacao
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
19 Jun 2026
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“Ilya, what are we gonna do?” Shane says.
Ilya finishes whatever he has been doing on his phone, and tosses it gently to the bed beside him. He crosses the room to Shane, stands in front of him, squeezes into his shoulders with his big hands, rubbing them like he means to warm them up.
“Looks like we will have a little vacation,” he says, with a big obnoxious grin.
Boston and Montreal are sent to Paris to play against each other in an exhibition series in January 2017. Ilya and Shane decide to stay in Paris for one more night. Just one more night, so they can talk. Maybe finally understand each other.
They aren't expecting a volcano to erupt in Iceland and close all the airspace in Europe, leaving them stranded there. Together.
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19 Jun 2026
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“I love you.”
Shane’s eyes go wide beneath his visor and his smile falls away so suddenly that Ilya, for a moment, thinks he’s made a mistake, despite everything, despite Paris.
Then Shane skates into him hard, his helmet connecting with the padding across Ilya’s chest. Heavy arms come up around him, encumbered by all their collective gear. They stand like that for a moment, like a freeze-frame of a celly, and Ilya sheds his gloves and puts his arms around Shane’s giant shoulders and waits.
Shane’s voice is thin and quiet, muffled against Ilya’s jersey. “Why the fuck would you say that here, you asshole?”
Carefully, Ilya lifts Shane’s head, sliding off his helmet and tossing it away. Shane is damp with sweat and blinking hard and Ilya cradles his face and runs his thumbs against the flush on the high points of his jutting cheekbones.
“Shane.”
“Me too,” Shane says. “I love you too. I love you so much, Ilya, I–”
Ilya kisses him then, square on center ice, like maybe he has wanted to do forever, since rookie season, since the first time he lined up along the dot and it was Shane’s beautiful face across from him. It’s an image from his wildest dreams, a desire too impossible to truly even wish for.
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The Sun Beyond Winter by kurenohikari
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
21 Jun 2026
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There was something wrong with Shane Hollander.
He had known it since he was young.
Most people-most kids, in general-had different hobbies and interests. Their attention drifted from one thing to another. They became fascinated with something for a few weeks, only to abandon it for the next shiny obsession that caught their eye.
Shane had never been like that.
When it came to him, there was only ever one thing: hockey.
Obsessive.
That was the word most people used when referring to his temperament.
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- Part 3 of Hollanov Lulu-verse
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18 Jun 2026
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"The kids would love New York."
"Shane."
"And I could find Jackie a nice brownstone in Brooklyn."
Hayden buried his face in his hand.
"There he is."
"Who?"
"Mr. Real Estate."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
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The Boston Year by windoq
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
17 Jun 2026
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18 Jun 2026
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Something like grief churned in his sternum–that same something that would hit him in Boston winter when he was surrounded by stark, grey streets, and old buildings coated in snow, and twinkling Christmas lights in shop windows. The shape of it felt like Moscow along its jagged edges. Ilya shut his eyes and breathed.
This time of year, the snow, all of it made him think of his mother. Of her warm blonde hair tucked into her fuzzy winter coat and of her magenta gloves bright against the snow as she balled up handfuls of snow to throw at Ilya and Alexei. Irina had loved the snow, had loved celebrating the festive season, and Ilya had spent the last decade and a half avoiding reminders of it.
Or: Shane invites Ilya to Ottawa to spend the Christmas break with his family. Ilya deals with complex feelings about home, family, belonging, and grief.
Set in the last year Ilya played for Boston before moving to Ottawa.
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hat trick by smilebackwards
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
03 May 2026
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“You’re wearing your dad’s hat to the game?” Scott had said, stating the obvious.
Kip grinned at him. “I thought I might need it.”
“For what?”
“In case my boyfriend scores a hat trick,” Kip said. “I’ve never done the whole throwing a hat on the ice thing, it looks fun.”
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14 Jun 2026
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Scott sighed. “You know how Kip started wearing that hat to games?”
“Sure,” Carter shrugged. “Lucky game day hat.”
“He’s wearing it in case I score a hatty. He wants to throw it on the ice for me.”
Carter’s mouth dropped open and his eyes lit up with delight. “Scotty, that’s fucking adorable!”
“Maybe if I could actually fucking do it,” Scott said, frustrated, as he pulled his skates off. And then there was the other thing. “Did you know I scored a hat trick the day I first met Kip?” Scott said.
“I didn’t but that’s also fucking adorable,” Carter said.
Scott reached into the back corner of his cubby and pulled out the velvet ring box he’d been keeping there. “I thought it would be nice symmetry or whatever if I got a hat trick on the day I propose to him too.”
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“Did you… Did you get a whole roll of wrapping paper for it?”
“Yes. And ribbon.”
“You’re cute.”
“Shut up.”
// shane’s birthday is next week. ilya has gifts for him.
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13 Jun 2026
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And maybe it’s stupid that Ilya thinks he looks beautiful like this, in black and yellow with Boston BEARS on his chest and ROZANOV 81 on his back, but Ilya can’t help it.
He’s a deeply flawed man.
He’s possessive, and he’s controlling, and he likes the idea of Hollander wearing his name and his number. He likes the idea of Hollander being his.
He swears under his breath as Hollander is fixing his hair like it matters, like Ilya isn’t going to fuck it back up the first chance he gets.
“This is a gift for yourself,” Hollander says. “Isn’t it?”
Ilya shrugs, looking Hollander up and down.
“It is… What is word?” He gestured vaguely. “Accident that works?”
“A coincidence?”
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“Go?” Rozanov repeats, and Shane thinks he manages to nod, thinks he manages to spin some kind of excuse that he knows Rozanov doesn’t really buy, but he needs to go. He needs to get out of here. He needs to find somewhere quiet and calm where he can ride out this panic and painful tightness until he can catch his breath again. He needs-
He needs to go.
“I’m sorry,” he says, turning heel and resisting the urge to just book it right for the front door only because he’d rather not have to explain to Hayden why he returned from a hookup with Boston Lily in men’s clothes that he certainly didn’t leave in.
It’s not until he makes it halfway up the stairs to Rozanov’s bedroom that it occurs to him in a cold rush that it isn’t just anxiety that makes it this hard to breathe.
“No,” he tells himself firmly, white knuckling the bannister and trying to take a deep breath just to prove that he can.
It wheezes.
(how the tuna meltdown is averted through the power of food allergies and anaphylaxis)
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12 Jun 2026
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“Up,” he says, tapping at Hollander’s ankle to get him to lift his foot up.
“I can tie my own shoes, Rozanov,” Hollander says, and Ilya rolls his eyes both at the insistence and the regression to last names.
“Yes, I can see this by the way you are shaking like very nervous tiny dog.” He smirks, knowing exactly how to get Hollander to obey him. “Hmm, actually, yes, I can see resemblance. Maybe in a past life you are-”
Predictably, it gets him Hollander’s foot in the form of a kick.
He catches it by the heel on its swing back.
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Shane Hollander is a man who thrives on structure, routine, the solid ground of a ten-year plan. Ilya likes that about him, likes the embracing squeeze of having a life organized in tandem with Shane.
No one would call Ilya a man who thrives on structure. But it’s there, if not in his DNA then in the patterns of his brain. A call-and-response of: they do this, I do that.
When Ilya’s life is flayed open for the world to dissect, how will they push-and-pull their way back towards what was once a well-organized life?
“I thought we could go through the schedules and figure out what days we’ll be in the same cities this season, or when either of us have a couple of days off in a row. Maybe make a shared calendar, so we c—”
“A sex calendar? Your parents are arriving in thirty minutes, and you are proposing making a sex calendar?” Oh, this was delicious. He’d be able to eat out on this for years, if Shane was willing to give him that long.
“It’s not a sex calendar! It’s just … when we might be able to see each other,” he finished, already sounding defeated.
“And what are you planning on doing when we are seeing each other? Not fucking?”
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11 Jun 2026
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It was this that he needed from Maxim perhaps even more than Russian fluency. He needed a person who did not need to be told what it was to grow up in a land in a time without hope. Or, more accurately, a land that had a brief, blinding moment of hope that immediately shattered. His people, his country, always expected the worst as a way to shield themselves from the consequences of their actions, a way to permit the hand of a judgemental God without needing to concede His existence. But the decade that Ilya was born into was worse than anyone was prepared for. Things could always be worse, he’d learned. Not explicitly taught, not assigned as homework like the alphabet or his multiplication tables. It was woven into every interaction of his entire life: do not trust this momentary happiness, or even this momentary sadness. Things can always get worse.
It didn’t matter how long Shane studied his language, this was a vocabulary that he would never grasp, with his Canadian affability and his North American optimism.
After that, unflappable Maxim had accepted, without question, Ilya’s blunt ultimatum that he’d delivered without elaboration that he would never, ever, take pills for his brain.
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It does mean missing out on things like barbeques and team dinners sometimes, but it’s not as if he would have been able to participate anyway. At this point in his life, risking someone not taking his allergies seriously would mean potentially missing games, which makes it unacceptable. Jackie always makes sure he has a dish or two that’s safe when he’s over at their house, but if he was going to be the one guy sitting and drinking ginger ale instead of taking part in sharing nachos or Korean barbeque or burgers or any other delicious thing he goes in knowing he can’t have anyway, there’s no point in making a fuss about it. He eats at home, has a drink with everyone else, and he calls it a day. Easy. Safe. Foolproof.
But also the reason it doesn’t occur to him that he hasn’t actually told Ilya about any of his allergies until it becomes immediately relevant five days into being at his cottage together.
(how ilya learns about shane's food allergies) (and how shane learns what it's like to have someone who always saves him a seat at the table) (and who also makes sure there's food he can eat on the table to start with)
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10 Jun 2026
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“Done your research, huh?” Shane’s dad asks, and Ilya shrugs, looking a little shy in a way that’s both out of character and wildly endearing. The downside to eavesdropping, as it turns out: not being able to kiss his boyfriend when he’s looking incredibly kiss-able.
“Is important to know, yes? Things that are safe for him or not?”
“You really don’t have to worry about it too much, Ilya,” Shane’s dad says, though he looks more than a little pleased at Ilya’s worrying in a way that makes Shane want to roll his eyes. He’s a grown man. He can handle his own allergy restrictions. “Shane’s grown up knowing what’s safe or not.”
“Yes,” Ilya agrees, moving behind Shane’s dad to dump his cucumber slices into the bowl before returning to his place. “But he is important to me, so these things are important to me, too.”
Shane’s dad opens his mouth to say something before he pauses, instead resting a hand on Ilya’s shoulder and squeezing gently. Ilya looks surprised for a moment, twitching slightly at the contact before he relaxes under it, looking almost regretful when Shane’s dad lets go.
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Now Our Lives Are Changing Fast by the7thwriterinthedark
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
25 May 2026
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David Hollander doesn't walk in on them at the cottage. Instead Ilya gets a phone call that his brother has died and his niece is an orphan in need of his care. Ilya and Shane have to make a new plan to make space in their lives for a toddler.
Shane’s shoulders are shaking like he wants to be pacing or screaming or both but he’s holding himself in place on willpower alone, “You can’t risk being deported, not with a kid, not for any reason. And maybe it’ll be good for you, I mean you’ll need help, right? And she’ll help you? And if they ever suspected, I mean a wife, that’s good, right? Everyone thinks you’re straight anyways –”
“Stop.” Ilya doesn’t mean to sound so loud, so angry, but he’s been through too much in the last twenty minutes to modulate, especially in English, “We talked about this. We had a plan. I would not marry Svetlana.” Because I want to marry you, says the little secret voice inside of him that’s only recently gotten permission to be loud in his head.
Shane huffs, adorably annoyed, “Ilya, marry Svetlana. For your niece. You might not be in love with her, but you do love her, don’t you?”
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09 Jun 2026
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Boston Tea @RaidersNews
To my Montreal haters: “Go to hell” is basic. “I hope your team captain falls in love and moves to Ottawa to be with his lover” is smart, it’s possible, it’s terrifying. It happened to my good friend Ilya Rozanov and now it’s happening to Shane Hollander
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Operation O Canada, or The Hollander-Rozanov Method of Soft Launching a Marriage by robbinscinquefoil
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
01 May 2026
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“Can’t hang out tonight, Hayd. I have plans.”
“Bullshit,” Hayden responds. “You never have plans.”
Objectively, this used to be true. Nowadays Shane has many, many plans, between his nightly plans to look at Ilya’s penis through Skype and his various long-term plans laid out helpfully in his notebook, Canva (For Ilya’s sake. He is a visual learner), and more recently, Excel. Shane loves that excel sheet. He’s colour coded it.
In 2017, Shane Hollander spirals and proposes to his boyfriend of 4 days (or 7 years, or 9 years, or not his boyfriend at all, depending on how you look at it), which leads to a lot of plans, weird theories in the Montreal Voyageur locker room, some Twitter drama, and Ilya Rozanov entering his WAG era.
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- Part 1 of Operation O Canada
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26 May 2026
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“Canada says you must support me.”
“Ilya, you’re a multi-millionaire. That doesn’t count.”
Ilya pouts. “You do not wish to be my sugar daddy,” he says petulantly.
“Again, you are a multi-millionaire.”
“Canadian government says you must become my sugar daddy,” Ilya insists. “Hockey world will fall apart once Montreal Voyageurs learn that I am basically on their payroll. Montreal protests. Prime Minister steps in and says ‘you must keep paying for Ilya Rozanov’s vodka and xbox subscription, it is Canadian law.’ Montreal loses the cup, obviously, because everyone is so upset that they all forget how to play hockey.” He says all of this while holding the Montreal Voyageurs mug Shane specifically chose for him earlier.
“Asshole,” Shane says with all the love he can muster in his heart.
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Deep Misunderstanding by some1_around
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
12 Mar 2026
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“Am I a bad friend?”
Hayden has always been the guy Shane joked with, the guy he trusted to feed him without mocking him, the guy he roomed with on the road, and Shane is the only man who has ever seen Hayden cry, and Hayden loves Shane. He fucking loves him. They are like brothers, and they have been for almost ten fucking years. He’s always been Shane’s guy, Shane’s best friend.
Except all along, maybe that wasn’t true. Ilya Rozanov, apparently, had been the guy. Before Hayden had ever met Shane, Ilya Rozanov had been there. And Hayden had never even noticed.
Shane is all over every inch of Hayden’s life. Hayden thought that was reciprocal.
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“You know I think about you all the time,
And my deep misunderstanding of your life,
And how bad it must have been for you back then,
And how hard it was to keep it all inside.”- Language:
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24 May 2026
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He comes home bearing gifts. A few books the employee helped him find and some toys that the store also had sold. Maybe he’s over-correcting, but he buys Jade a set of Hot Wheels, Ruby a Cars-themed Lego set, and Amber a little sock monkey because she’s just a fucking baby so why would she even care about any of this? Hayden has never thought that he and Jackie were gendering their children’s toys, but as he was browsing, he realized that Jade and Ruby both have baby dolls that they never even touched, but he has never given Arthur anything like that.
He buys a pack of soft dolls, three of them, because Arthur likes to cuddle with his stuffies and maybe he’ll like these too; there’s a ballerina, a doctor, and one dressed like a classic baby doll with a bib and a bonnet. He thinks about Shane as he runs a thumb over the fabric of their faces and decides that they’re soft enough. It doesn’t matter if Arthur doesn’t like them, at the end of the day. There are dozens of toys in the house that never get touched, but if Arthur does like them? Fuck. Maybe it’s as simple as that.
The kids tear into their gifts. Jackie watches, chin in her palm, with a soft, damp look in her own eyes. Hayden meets them as Arthur reverently places the three dolls in front of him on the floor, touching all their clothing accessories and running his fingers over their soft faces, just like Hayden had done. Jackie looks as emotional as Hayden feels.
Maybe they both have stuff they need to work on. God, they’re so fucking lucky they get to do it together, as a team.
“Thank you, Daddy,” Arthur says, cradling the ballerina and the doctor in his arms.
Hayden kisses the top of his head and breathes in the fading scent of his infancy. Amber gnaws on the tail of her monkey. “I love you, Bud.”
“Vroom!” Jade shouts, sprinting around the living room with her new car. “Skrrt!”
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If it wasn't for that meddling kid by ARustySpork for TastyTeeth
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
17 May 2026
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“I feel really good about this kid, I think he could be great on your wing, he just needs some help settling in. Someone to show him the ropes.”
“Yes.”
The line went silent for a moment. Ilya wasn’t really sure why his coach felt the need to run this by him.
“Rozanov,” his coach said at last. “I want him to live with you.”
Ilya blinked, then nearly shouted into the phone. “What?”
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or, Ilya stays in Boston, gets a rookie, and tries to figure out how to make a secret long distance relationship work while there's a Russian teenager in his house
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- Part 1 of If it wasn't for that meddling kid
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21 May 2026
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“We go to Montreal soon,” Pava said, changing the subject.
“Yes.”
“Are you glad?”
Ilya looked at him skeptically. “Why?”
“Cliff Marleau says you like to play Montreal.”
“Don’t listen to fucking Marly. He can’t mind his business.”
Pava raised his eyebrows. “Okay.”
“Do not look at me like that.”
Pava’s expression turned confused. “Like what?”
“Like you know something.”
“I know you like to play Montreal. That’s what Marleau said.”
Jesus Christ. “Never mind. Eat your food. Let me worry about Montreal.”
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“What makes him your best client?” Kip asks.
“He’s nice, his dog is well behaved, the apartment is insane, and he has a very set schedule. It’s not a daily gig, it’s kind of random. You have to stay at his place in the Upper West Side a few times a week, but again, the apartment is amazing. He’s some kind of athlete? So the schedule is also nuts. But he gives, like, six months of dates in advance.” Maria answers.
A set schedule of dates works for Kip, who is, these days, trying to make his own schedule.
“And,” Maria smiles wide, “I think you’ll like him.”
That beatific expression will come back to him, five days later, when he meets Scott Hunter for the first time.
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Kip Grady is a PhD student who takes a side-gig walking Scott Hunter's dog. Along the way: the precarity of academia vs hockey; keeping something good at arm's length despite an innate desire for safety and love; gratuitous metaphors about both.
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19 May 2026
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“Right, Maria said you’re… an athlete?” Kip asks.
“I play for the Admirals, yeah,” Scott says.
Once again, Kip thinks of Maria saying, “an athlete or something,” and feels personally victimized. His dad was watching the Admirals’ pre-season game last night. The data point that there’s a Hunter on the team registers somewhere in the back of his mind, like learning the answer to a round of trivia after the fact—not helpful, maybe more frustrating than anything.
“Oh, okay, cool,” Kip says, deeply uncool.
“I know it’s kind of a crazy life to have a dog,” Scott says with a laugh. “But I didn’t mean to get a dog. She sort of chose me.”
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Concussion Protocol by smilebackwards
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
17 Dec 2025
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Scott must be confused as hell if he was asking for Kip. Especially in front of his teammates. Kip should say no, that he was a friend from outside New York. He lived in Vancouver or Hawaii or England. Scott was quite literally concussed, he didn’t actually want his ex-boyfriend showing up. It had been made abundantly clear that Kip and Scott’s friend groups would not be meeting each other.
“I—yeah. What hospital is he at?” Kip said.
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17 May 2026
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“Scott, it’s March 30th,” he said gently. “We broke up in December.”
Scott felt his heart plummet. That couldn’t be true. “No,” Scott said. “No, Kip—”
“I’m sorry,” Kip said. “I knew you were having some memory difficulties but I didn’t think you’d totally forgotten. I can find someone else to come stay with you while you’re recovering if you want.”
“What did I do?” Scott asked, agonized, because he must have done something. He’d never have been the one to initiate the break up.
Kip reached for his hand and Scott gripped it, tight. Maybe it had been a misunderstanding, something he could fix. “It wasn’t your fault, Scott,” Kip said. “Both of us had things that we weren’t willing to give up. I couldn’t keep lying to everyone: my friends, my dad. And you weren’t ready to let go of the secrecy.”
Scott’s breathing felt off; his lungs hurt like coach had just sent them through endurance drills. “I’m sorry,” he said. He’d wanted to keep Kip for himself but he hadn’t meant to keep him closed up in a box, to be a wall between him and everyone else he loved.
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Change Your Win Conditions by Vee (Vera_DragonMuse)
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
05 Feb 2026
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Sometimes life came at you with a clenched fist and Ilya had never figured out how to duck.
So here he was, twenty-eight years old, single, dealing with the fallout from injuries given to him by the game he loved, and the second youngest assistant coach in the league to one of the worst teams. Stability was hard to come by, but he was managing.
Then along came Shane Hollander to knock him on his ass, one more time.
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Kneeling at his feet was Shane fucking Hollander. With the diligence and speed of long practice, Hollander finished tying Ilya's skate as if it was a perfectly normal thing to do.
Then he tilted his head back to look up at Ilya.
Hollander on his knees with the warmest brown eyes ever gifted to a human being, and his gorgeous freckles met Ilya's dumbfounded gaze and smiled ever so slightly.
"Hi, coach," Hollander said softly. "Sorry, I'm late."
Ilya stared at him and for once in his fool life, he was entirely bereft of words.
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time is moving, with situations i'm not choosing by sargeantwoof
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
13 Mar 2026
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“Please, Roz,” Ovlichein, their youngest rookie, begs. Ilya doesn't doubt how earnestly he means his words as he arches a brow at him, watching panic spread across Ovlichein's face. “Everyone else said that they couldn't host, and I offered but they said that none of the rooks could, which meant that Breezy and 'Los couldn't either, and then Marley said that we wouldn't gel as a team, and then everyone else agreed, and then Carmie and Sebbin said that we were going to be cursed if we didn't—”
Ilya holds up a hand, gratified when Ovlichein immediately falls silent.
The locker room is empty of everyone else, a trap neatly laid by the team. Ilya would be impressed by their conniving if it weren't so fucking irritating.
“This is a setup,” Ilya says slowly, watching as Ovlichein pales. “You know this, yes? You have been sent as a sacrifice for the whole team.”
OR: Ilya is a sensible captain. He takes care of his rookies, he hosts the team when needed, and he doesn't fuck around with ouija boards. Too bad Boston only cares about the first two things
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- Part 20 of heated rivalry masterlist
- Part 1 of ghostly ghouls get game
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“What the actual fuck,” Carmie says. His voice sounds as if it’s coming from down a long, echoing tunnel. “Did a ghost just out our fucking captain?”
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When the long game falls apart, Shane and Ilya need a new plan.
I recommend reading the series in order it was posted, even though the second fic is a prequel to the first one.
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