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ilyuca81 (otherwise known as lucarozanov) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
04 Jan 2026
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lucarozanov
if shane hollander gets mad at me reading about him getting blasted in the ass then he can check his bank account. i know ilya would be chill with it though
Luca Haas tries very hard to not let anyone know about his dark (read: embarrassing) past. Unfortunately, the fans are ready to let people know for him.
Or, Luca used to run a tumblr blog for Hollanov and the internet goes wild.
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01 Feb 2026
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2022
Luca Haas likes to think that he settled pretty well into the dynamic of the Ottawa Centaurs. He isn't a rookie anymore but hes still being babied by the older members. The only change is that he finds that he doesn't mind it as much anymore. Obviously he still flushes at any compliment that comes his way, its in his nature, but he doesn't try to deny them or seem humble anymore. He accepts the compliment with pride.
He even thinks hes over the better part of his crush on Ilya Rozanov.
And look, Luca is very respectful of Ilya and Shane's relationship. In fact, he even drew a portrait of them and Anya as a wedding gift! He is a supportive friend and teammate who used to have an extremely bad crush on his captain and tries not to make obvious to said captain or his husband. Who happens to be Luca's alternate captain and the best player in the entire league. So yeah, Luca's life is going pretty good.
Except for one glaring problem. He has a secret.
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the secret society of stick handlers by gurlsrool
Fandom Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
18 Feb 2026
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22 Jan 2026
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In which internet discourse ensues, the gay players of the NHL bicker in the group chat, and Shane would just like to get through the weekend without his husband starting another twitter scandal.
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The term, he’s told, is temporary retrograde amnesia. Ilya doesn’t need the direct translation to understand: he forgot things. Ten years of things.
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21 Jan 2026
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The term, he’s told, is temporary retrograde amnesia.
Ilya doesn’t need the direct translation to understand: he forgot things. Ten years of things. It’s 2024: he’s thirty-four, not twenty-four, and he plays for the Ottawa Centaurs, not Boston. Apparently, so does Shane Hollander.
“It’s not uncommon, after a head injury,” Dr. Reed is saying. Ilya has been mostly silent during the exchange; the panic is paralyzing him. This has to be some sort of mistake– but he knows, grimly, that it’s not. It’s impossible not to be reminded of his father and his twin broken brain. He thinks of the English phrase about the apple and the tree. “The only thing to do in situations like this is wait. Certainly don’t add any additional stress on top of the concussion.”
“For how long?” Boodram pushes. In Hollander’s absence, Boodram seems to have appointed himself Ilya’s second in command, guarding the foot of his bed loyally.
“These things take time,” Dr. Reed says, which isn’t a fucking answer. “I would avoid overwhelming him, but feel free to catch him up with the necessary information.” To Ilya, she says, “Go in for a check up after a week if you’re still having trouble remembering things or severe migraines. Until then, take it day by day.”
“ Fuck, ” Boodram says, for some reason. “I…am going to make someone else do that.” So much for a guardian.
“Do what?” Ilya demands. He hates feeling helpless like this, so out of the loop on his own life. He’s largely indifferent to most things; he can’t imagine what would make Boodram react like that. He has the sinking feeling it has to do with Hollander.
“Hollander,” Boodram is saying through the open door, “Get your ass in here. This is above my pay grade.”
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"Just let me do this, alright." Mav's gaze softened, but he stayed wrapped firmly around Ice's body. "See yourself through my eyes, and let me objectify my hot ass husband."
(Or: Mav shows Ice how much he loves Ice's body just the way it is)
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27 Jan 2026
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Mav laid his hands on Ice's chest, palms flat, fingers splayed right over his heart. "I love this body." His voice was soft in Ice's ear, the vibration of it echoing down his spine. "Every part of it."
"You cannot be serious." Ice dragged a hand over his face. He should have realized Mav's plan — fuck knew he had a lifetime of being able to anticipate Mav's moves both in the air and on the ground. But no, he'd let his guard down and paid the price. "I don't need your pity."
"This isn't pity," Mav countered.
"No, it's worse." Every word was as sharp as a blade. "You think I'm having a goddamn mid-life crisis."
He knew how he looked — still firm in places, softer in others, broader in the chest, and thicker in the stomach, with a face that was still chiseled, but weathered by time. Nothing all that special. Just a typical late-50s body that — mostly — did its job. He wasn't the same touch-starved hotshot from thirty years ago, who needed Mav's particular brand of single-minded attention like a parched plant.
"Just let me do this, alright." Mav's gaze softened, but he stayed wrapped firmly around Ice's body. "See yourself through my eyes, and let me objectify my hot ass husband."
Well, when he put it like that, it did seem a little churlish to not let him continue.
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"You want me to have sex with you?" Ice asks, certain his jaw is on the floor.
"I'm volunteering my body for science, in the name of friendship," Maverick says. "Whatever you want to do with said offer and said body is up to you."
(Or: Recently divorced Ice has a bi-awakening and wants to "experiment" with someone he trusts. Mav offers to be his sexual guinea pig. Things go about as well as you expect.)
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27 Jan 2026
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"What was that?"
"Oh." Maverick shrugs, then puts the chicken back in the freezer. "I said I'll do it."
"Do what exactly?" With Maverick, it's always a good idea to get explicit clarification. Ice still vividly remembers the Seoul debacle of '95. (And the Iraq shitshow of '02, although that one hadn't really been Maverick's fault.)
"Be your sexual guinea pig, of course," Maverick says, with a look that suggests he thinks Ice is being deliberately obtuse. "It's the perfect solution to your problem. You just said you need someone you trust, someone who can be discreet, and someone who won't care that you don't know what you're doing. Pretty sure I tick off every box."
"You want me to have sex with you?" Ice asks, certain his jaw is on the floor.
What in the ever-loving fuck is going on.
Maverick grabs a bowl, dumps the steaks into it, then rummages around in his fridge for a second. He pulls out the Worcestershire sauce, some brown mustard, and soy sauce. Ice watches in fascination; he feels a little like he's having an out-of-body experience. "I'm volunteering my body for science, in the name of friendship," Maverick says. "Whatever you want to do with said offer and said body is up to you."
"But you're not into men," Ice protests in a faint voice. "Are you?" He feels like he would have known something that monumental about one of his best friends. Right? He'd known about Hollywood and Wolfman's relationship for years before they'd officially come out to their group of friends.
"Nope." Maverick grins at him before whisking the sauces and mustard together into a simple marinade, the movements quick and economical. "Never even thought about doing it with a dude. But —" He leans Ice's way, with a conspiratorial wink. "At the risk of TMI, me and Penny have done some anal play in the past and I liked it, so I don't see how it'd be that much different to let you experiment on me."
Ice sags against the counter. He's not sure his legs could support him right now.