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the courtship of ilya rozanov by cherrylilies (cherrydialectic)
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
28 Apr 2026
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After the tuna melt meltdown, Shane meets Rose Landry, has several deeply inconvenient revelations, and decides to do the only sensible thing: win Ilya back with sincerity, logistics, and a frankly alarming amount of emotional effort.
Ilya, meanwhile, mistakes every tender gesture for the kind prelude to an inevitable goodbye.
Or: Shane is living in a romcom. Ilya is living in a Russian tragedy.
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Shane Hollander is everything a team could want. He shows up early, stays late, and fixes mistakes before they ever become more then blips. By every metric he is the perfect player.
Perfection, it turns out, is not the same thing as being okay.
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the secret society of stick handlers by gurlsrool
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV)
23 Apr 2026
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The queer NHL players (begrudgingly) unite via group chats in the face of social media scandals.
These stories take place on a (slightly loose) chronological timeline and make the most sense when read in order. However, they're all independent stories/scandals and can be read as standalones.
All stories take place post TLG and include spoilers for the books.
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When the unsentimental financial imperative of the NHL sees Shane traded to the Boston Raiders, he and Ilya are thrown into closer extended proximity than ever before. As they adjust to life as teammates, they are forced to contend with the nature of their relationship -and must answer for themselves: is it even a relationship at all?
____Sliding down the wall, Shane hunched over his untied sneakers, shoved on hastily when Coach had called him in for a meeting after morning skate.
“Boston wanted you specifically. I’ve already spoken to their GM. You’re flying this evening or tomorrow morning: I’ll confirm once the paperwork clears.”
“Mom,” Shane managed.
“Oh sweetie. I know, okay. Those fuckers, how dare they do this! Two fucking cups! Now all of a sudden they decide they want a reset and you’re going to fund it.”
Shane put his head between his knees and tried to breathe. God, Boston. They hated him there; it was so far away; he was fucking their captain.
