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ghosts we've always known by impetuous
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
26 Jan 2026
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“Seeing you smile like that, it makes me want to give you all of this,” he called out, making a sweeping gesture across the ice.
Shane turned back to look at him, eyes bright, and laughed. “Canadian Tire Centre? I know you’re rich, Rozanov, but an entire arena is a pretty big real estate investment.”
Ilya pushed off, skating to a stop in front of him, knowing his expression had morphed into something serious. “Hockey, Hollander. It should have been yours.”
Or, everything that happens when your dreams don’t come true.
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money's got a magic touch by au_sein_et_sans
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
31 Mar 2026
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"I will pay."
Heat prickled across Shane's face at the deep, volcanic tone of Rozanov's voice. The meaning of the offer was vague, but something in the way the words drew from Rozanov's firm, stiff-lipped mouth struck Shane as unmistakable.
"To be with you tonight."
Shane blustered out an indignant laugh, the flames of rapid flush licking higher on her cheeks. "Are you fucking with me right now? Rozanov, I'm not—," Shane pitched her voice lower, which meant she had to press her mouth nearly against Rozanov's ear to be heard. "I'm not a call girl!"
Jerking back on a gruff laugh, Ilya postured her. "I know that. But everyone has their price."
Ilya Rozanov, internationally-renowned singles tennis star, propositions Shane Hollander, sports medicine consultant for the Montreal Voyageurs and local nobody, in a nightclub surrounded by people. What's the worst that could happen? It's not as if Shane is going to say yes... is she?
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Tubes of Neon Light, Refracted by bluerosebouquet
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
19 Feb 2026
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His entire body felt tense as the door was pushed open. He trained his eyes on the floor, monologuing before he could stop himself,
“Just so you know, my buddies paid for this dance for me and I’m sure you’re very nice and very pretty and good at what you do but I’m actually gay so you can just- Do what you need to do but I don’t want you to be offended because I’m not as into this as you’re probably…usually…used to…”
He trailed away as he looked up, and met the eyes of the very tall, very broad, very handsome man leaning against the doorframe.
They stared at each other, and Shane blinked, struck dumb.
Or, the night of JJ's bachelor party, Shane is forced into a lap dance he very much does not want. Until he does, and everything changes.
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- Part 1 of Tubes 'Verse
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30 Apr 2026
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The Boston Raiders disappear from the afterparty one at a time. Rozanov never made it in the first place.
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Ilya goes into rut at a charity scrimmage, and Shane has to figure out how to get him somewhere with a bed and plenty of extra sheets without drawing too many eyes. Even Shane himself tries to scrutinize the situation as little as possible, watching it in shadows and mirrors like Ilya's going to turn him to stone if Shane confronts the very real and very precarious position he's gotten himself into.
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27 Apr 2026
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A memory loss fic where Shane gets hit hard in the head and wakes up in the hospital. He thinks he is 27, sneaking around with Ilya and still in the closet, only to learn that they are married.
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Tears spilled down his mother's cheeks. “No, honey, you’re not twenty seven. You're twenty nine. Almost thirty.”
Shane snorted. “That can’t—”
“It is, sweetheart. And Ilya is…”
She glanced at the door where two large shadows stood just beyond the frosted glass window. The shorter one embraced the much, much taller one.
Shane’s heart started beating frantically in his chest. His head pounded as he tried to take in what he was hearing, tried to process what the fuck his mother was saying to him.
“Ilya,” he squeaked. “Ilya is what?”
“Ilya is your husband.”
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26 Apr 2026