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Fanning the Flames by cjr2
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
11 Dec 2025
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The Voyageurs ask Shane to join FanMail in order to foster a better connection with fans. Internet sleuths start to notice some interesting details in the background of Shane’s videos, and then the internet does...what the internet does.
Or Shane and Ilya are granted an opportunity to come out on their own terms. Sort of. And in they do it in a very Ilya way. (Surprisingly, it is Shane’s idea)
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something you can fix by some1_around
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
28 Jan 2026
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With or Without You by a1phab3ts0up
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
24 Jan 2026
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“Is it your wedding day?”
Shane sputters. “Sorry?”
“The tuxedo,” she points out. “You look like you just got married.”
“Oh,” Shane says dumbly, glancing down at his rumpled suit. “No,” he adds.
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Or the one where that one night in Vegas gets a little out of hand for Ilya and Shane and a marriage by accident could turn into one of convenience. And maybe, something more. -
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It’s a game like any other when Shane gets slammed head-first into the barricade by Marleau and he goes down like a sack of potatoes, staggering off the barricade and dropping almost immediately first to one knee and then onto all fours, dizzily shaking his head and fumbling with his gloves.
(Or, some of Shane's teammates spy on a side of him they've never seen before, courtesy of Ilya.)
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salt in the wound by abbadonfxth
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
08 Dec 2025
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Cliff was only aiming to push the guy off the puck, maybe disrupt his stride long enough to give Rozanov time to catch up, but Hollander wasn’t expecting the hit, and it caught him at an awkward angle, knocking one of his legs out from under him.
Cliff watched as he slid uncontrolled, his momentum carrying him into the boards ahead of them at full speed. His shoulder hit first, but then Cliff heard his helmet hit the boards with a deafening crack.
For a moment, the arena was deathly silent, as though the whole crowd was holding its breath. Cliff dropped to a crouch above Hollander’s body, still splayed out on the ice. There was blood streaming out of his nose. He wasn’t moving.