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Roommates for years, Shane Hollander has learned to live within his paper-thin walls - but it has also meant that he had to learn how to live with Ilya Rozanov, and what goes on behind his bedroom door.
Shane hears everything: the laughter, the kisses and (unfortunately for him) what Ilya sounds like in the throes of pleasure.
He is completely fine with it, until he isn't anymore.
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27 May 2026
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It's all Marly's fault.
He just had to mention 'Jane from Montreal' during an interview. And then JJ went and tweeted about 'Boston Lily'.
And sure, Shane and Ilya are out and married now, but there are some things they had managed to keep private, their burner twitter accounts for one. But with the names Jane and Lily out there and their apparent 'very recognizable talking patterns' it took the internet 0.5 seconds to find them. And now Shane and Ilya have to deal with their friends publicly reacting to things they thought would forever remain anonymous.
Surprising everyone, Ilya is the one suffering the most.
Or.
The Admirals, Metros and Raiders react to Hollanov burner accounts tweets.
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- Part 4 of Heated Rivalry Oneshots
- Part 2 of HR Social Media works
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21 May 2026
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“You are planning to rob me or what?” He hears Rozanov call, and he can’t help but smile slightly even as he rolls his eyes, closing the door to the linen closet and feeling strangely lighter than when he opened it, reassured that he’s just trying to read into a blank page, that today doesn’t mean anything more than Rozanov doesn’t mind him being around, which is strangely flattering.
“I don’t know,” he calls back. “Don’t Russians like diamonds and fur and stuff? Where should I start looking if I want to know what my options are?”
He hears Rozanov laugh, and it makes him smile.
When he joins him in the living room once more, Rozanov tugs him down to lean against him again. Shane goes easier this time, settling into it, knowing it doesn’t mean anything other than the fact that he just happens to be the closest warm body, the person on Rozanov’s roster who filled today’s slot.
(the tuna meltdown doesn't happen) (this does not mean they get ANY better at communication)
(or: how shane didn't realize he had a boyfriend for several months)
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19 May 2026
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“He’ll never forget anything about their first night. Or any night he shared with Ilya. Every detail has been etched into him. Without them, he wouldn’t recognize himself. Without them he was blank.
Stop thinking about Rozanov. Fuck.
He seeks new memories. New… etches.
So when future archeologists dig up his bones they won’t read them like a love letter to Ilya Rozanov.
Shane knows it’s risky.
But he doesn’t know that tonight he won’t be etched, he’ll be broken.”
When Shane hooks up with a stranger after a game, he thinks the worst that could happen is getting outed. He is wrong. What was meant to be a night to forget all about Ilya Rozanov, becomes a night when he needs him most.
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17 May 2026
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The shape of things we know by sistercacao
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
28 Mar 2026
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“Where are you going?”
“To the arena, Hollander. We are playing a game in three hours.”
“That’s tomorrow, Rozanov,” Hollander says, smirking like Ilya might be fucking with him and he wants to make sure he’s in on the joke. He looks behind and around him. “Um, can I come inside?”
“Hollander, we have game today. You were here yesterday.”
Hollander is striding toward his kitchen, looking over his shoulder at Ilya like he’s getting tired of the joke. “Very funny. I was in Montreal yesterday, Rozanov.”
“Hollander.” Ilya goes to stand in front of him. Hollander’s eyes flicker up and down his body the way that Ilya usually craves, but is rather unwelcome right now. “Today is Thursday. Game is today. Yesterday, you came to my house. We ate tuna melts, watched Buffalo game. Then, you left.”
“Rozanov, it’s Wednesday morning. And I’ve never been to your house before.”
“Hollander…”
“Look at your phone if you don’t believe me.”
Ilya snorts like a bull and pulls his phone out of his pocket, swipes down on the screen to look at the date.
Wednesday, November 9th.
Or: Ilya Rozanov in Groundhog Day!
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15 May 2026