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a winner at heart by pressuretoparty
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
08 Feb 2026
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Ilya laughs. He finds that once he starts, he can't stop. He laughs at the fact that he's in France with Shane Hollander. He laughs at the fact he's Shane Hollander's boyfriend. He laughs at the fact that he gave up Moscow for a better life, only to end up in fucking Ottawa.
Ilya's dick stops working one month before he's supposed to leave for the South of France.
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- Part 2 of winners-verse
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23 Feb 2026
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Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off. Shane wants it to be Wednesday. But no matter what, Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off.
”Fuck,” he croaks. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Chapter 1: Shane wakes up on the same Tuesday over and over again after leaving Rozanov in a rush. Tuesday is his second least favourite day of the week, so he's not really happy about it.
Chapter 2: Ilya notices Shane acts strangely. He just never remembers.
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The Swiss National League doesn’t care about the legendary Hollander-Rozanov rivalry. When the MLH can’t negotiate with the Hockey Players’ Union in time to prevent a hockey lockout at the start of the 2015 season, the Zürich Lions jump at the chance to sign both Shane and Ilya to short-term contracts. For four months in Switzerland, they share a team, a line, a house, and a bed.
Then the lockout ends in January, and it’s time to go back. Back to different countries, cities, lives. Beds.
Reentry is harder than expected.
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- Part 8 of my heated rivalry anon fics
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car wash redhead, tube top R.E.M. concert, juror #6 by rockbound
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV)
08 Feb 2026
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The only trick is to have no fear, and even less fear than that the more trouble one is in. Ilya cannot teach that to a man who has directed his energies into becoming, not like a saint, but like a painting of a saint, all dripping in symbolism: the way the robe drapes here, yes, that is on purpose, and the angle of the light, the patron’s face in the crowd, the instrument of the martyrdom in his hand and the fruit in the bowl on the table, all arranged except when—
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17 Feb 2026
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Ilya cannot help the wide smile that breaks out across his face. "You ran here," he says, reaching out to smooth Shane's rumpled clothes, fingers working the chewed-up hoodie string free from his mouth while he sits very still and watches Ilya with wide eyes. "Across many states and up four flights of stairs—where are your grandma candies?—to ask if I have secret baby.”
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17 Feb 2026