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Good Bones by bomberqueen17
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
13 Feb 2026
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Ilya gets injured. Shane frets.
(Post-S1 TV-verse, but not quite to The Long Game; this is the season between.)
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- Part 8 of Doing The Work
Bookmarked by miscelium
04 Jun 2026
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Rozanov might be exaggerating, just a little.
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- Part 14 of Doing The Work
Bookmarked by miscelium
04 Jun 2026
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“What did she look like?” asked Hollander.
“She was brunette,” said Ilya. Marleau’s eyes trailed along the hard lines of his traps, past the glint of his crucifix, the swells of his pectorals, towards the trail of hair disappearing into his shorts. They landed on the thickening outline of his cock. “Pretty little thing, with freckles. Big, brown dumb eyes, begging to be made to cry.”
Hollander’s breath hitched. Marleau realized, perhaps belatedly, that this was a game in which truth was incidental.
In 2014, Ilya and Marleau went to Paris on a girl to celebrate the Stanley Cup win. Ten years later, on a balmy evening spent in the Hollander-Rozanov Ottawa home, Marleau reminisces and, courtesy of Shane and Ilya, re-enacts.
It’s just a game of play pretend.
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- Part 1 of sports injuries
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Bookmarked by miscelium
24 May 2026
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flushed by probablylily for WeeBeastie
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
15 Apr 2026
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"Baby," Ilya coos, moving his hands to guide Shane's hips. "You need to slow down, or you are going to come like this."
"No," Shane whines. "No, I'm not. M'fine… just give me a minute." The words come out mushed, slurred together and obscured by Shane's heavy breathing. "We're gonna, we're gonna have sex. I need you inside me."
"Okay," Ilya says, disbelieving.
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A drunk, handsy Shane chases his release on Ilya's lap
Bookmarked by miscelium
24 May 2026
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Like two images superimposed, Ilya sees the Hollander from that public bathroom in Vegas: different suit, dorkier haircut, same glassy-eyed stare. He’s in both places at once, facing down the same beautiful wealth of opportunity.
Ilya’s blood sings. It’s so clear, suddenly, how to get exactly what he wants. How to exorcize this horrible post-game worthlessness.
Bookmarked by miscelium
23 May 2026
