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At San Diego Comic Con the cast of AMC+ and Crave's Yaga series tease upcoming dark feminist thriller
This ain’t your mama’s Baba Yaga.
During a Saturday panel at San Diego Comic-Con AMC+ and Crave debuted a new trailer that highlighted a wickedly dark and feminist slant to the tale of the Slavic witch Baba Yaga.
Based on the play by Kat Sandler, who serves as writer and showrunner, Yaga reimages the witch, who is known to live in a hut on chicken legs, and potentially as a murderous seductress or powerful enchantress depending on the author of the tale.
In Sandler’s version, Yaga is a contemporary mystery thriller that follows Rapp (Noah Reid), a private investigator who arrives in a small coastal town to investigate the disappearance of a young heir to a powerful fishery, Henry Park (Hudson Williams). He finds himself at odds with an apprehensive local detective, Carson (Clark Backo); a charismatic university professor with a taste for younger men, Katherine (Carrie-Ann Moss), and a labyrinth of enigmatic suspects, secret lives and ancient magic.
The trailer started with a voiceover from Moss’ Katherine, explaining the myth of Baba Yaga in a luxurious dimly lit living room across from a slightly moist and a little horny, Williams’ Henry. “There are versions of her all over the world. Sometimes she’s an ugly old witch. She lives in a [dilapidated] house on chicken feet. Sometimes she’s a wise woman, an enchantress, a healer. Sometimes she helps a hero on his quest. Sometimes she tests him. Sometimes she kills them. Sometimes she eats them. Sometimes she fucks them. But, she always has a name.” Katherine says seductively.
Then in a series of quick cuts, the series’ characters, especially Williams, are caught in compromising x-rated and dangerous positions from lustful thrusts and sweaty threesomes to blood sacrifice and errant chicken feathers revealing an old, haggard witch. The last frame revealed a release of October 2026.
As soon as the steamy trailer was over, Reid quipped: “[Hudson] cannot keep his hands off himself. I mean, I don’t blame him.”
Williams, who could not be at the panel in person, addressed the audience in a pre-recorded video where he teased that the show was “a blast and a wild one to film.”
Confirming his co-star, Reid stressed William’s role is “a wild performance that is scary hot,” adding: “I think anyone who knows Hudson’s work from Heated Rivalry is in for an interesting ride. You’ll get to know a different side of Hudson’s actor league capabilities.”
Moss, who also could not attend in person, shared well wishes for all that wanted to watch the series when it debuts in the Fall.
Other surprises at panel also included another clip that featured Backo’s Carson and Detective Rapp meeting each other the first time upon being called to seemingly investigate a person seen burning on a makeshift pyre in the woods. The clip also featured another haunting voiceover from Yaga explaining the mystery that shrouds her lore, alluding perhaps to the show’s mission to dismantle what we know about the witch. “You say I’m wicked as the night but wise and powerful as the sea. You say I eat naughty children and their bones. You say I’m ugly and lonely and that no one will love me,” Yaga cries in the trailer. “No one will love me. Who will love such a beast, such a witch as I am.”
Sandler explained that the show was “a feminist revenge-tinged reimagining of the myth that is sexy, propulsive, vicious and scary.” As to why she baked the dark fairytale into that of a detective narrative, Sandler added: “I think the detective mystery element of it is a really big piece of it. And it comes so much from a pastiche of all of the stuff that I have loved my whole life and that we kind of pulled out of our childhoods like Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, Cinderella, Grimm Fairytales. But it’s also that the theme of witches is so aligned with [bad behavior and darkness]. So, I think a feminist bent is good for right now, and that maybe we’ve been burning the wrong witches for centuries, and this show is about what would happen if a witch survived long enough to hunt back and tell her own story.”
Yaga is produced by Blink49 Studios and Front Street Pictures in partnership with Crave, with David Frazee and Rachel Talalay the co-directors. The series is executive produced by Mackenzie Donaldson, Andrew Miller and Moss and produced by Charles Cooper. The series is distributed globally by Sphere Abacus, a Bell Media company.
2.2k, E, Shane/Ilya, humiliation, roleplay, erectile dysfunction, slurs
"I'm sorry." Shane's voice is small, muffled because of how Ilya holds him.
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry I can't get you hard." He sounds dazed, lips still fishlike where Ilya pushes them out. Rybka, Ilya could call him—if Ilya was being sweet.
———
Ilya's not going to get hard for Shane; he's not gay.
Ilya in dom space, like zoned the fuck in on Shane. Everything else had faded away besides his Shane, Shane’s body, seeing Shane move for him, need him, obey him- give Shane pleasure, dangle is just out of reach, make him beg make him be good. His heart is pounding in his ears and he feels so fucking good, his skin is buzzing, he’s honed in, it’s like when he’s on the nice, each movement natural, instinct.
Shane is a pretty flushed needy thing on his knees for Ilya, pressed to the wooden floor in front of the couch, between the wide loose sprawl of Ilya’s legs. Ilya cock is a hard aching thick line in his sweats, the fabric obscenely tented, and Shane’s flushed gorgeous cheek is pressed to it, nuzzling over the fabric. His eyes are big sad brown things, wet in the water line and making his lashes webbed and darker than usual. His pretty boy. Ilya’s hand slides to Shane’s cheek, roughs it in his palm and he uses his thumb to tug at Shane’s top lip, the mauve of it, bitten slick and almost red.
He’d sucked and pulled at it with his teeth and tongue, soothing with his own mouth as Ilya had pushed his fingers inside Shane while he was sat up in his lap. Shane had ridden his fingers desperate and shaky thighed, begging for Ilya to fill him “properly please please Ilya I want you not your fingers I wanna be full” and Ilya had shaken his head, told Shane a soft no, not yet bunny just this and kept curling his fingers to nail Shane’s prostate over and over and over. He’d have no choice but to come soon, Ilya stimulating him like this, without needing so much as a hand on his cock, soon he’d shoot messy between their stomachs. It was fun to watch Shane play like he could hold it off. Like he wanted to hold it off. By the time Shane had cum, he’d been biting at Ilya’s shoulder, shivering against his body, thanking him for his fingers, a hand fisted in Ilya’s curls, tugging, tugging.
And now, now his Shane was a soft aching pulse, how Ilya loved him, a tide to Ilya’s moon, a flower unfolding to his sun. His eyes were heavy as he tried to keep them on Ilya, but they kept blinking slow as he nuzzled his cheek down against the bulge of Ilya’s cock. Sweet thing. Has sweet thing. Ilya tuts and pats Shane’s cheek, soft open handed slaps that make Shane moan, turn his face into Shane’s cock, nuzzle his nose against the hot line of Ilya, lips mouthing gently. “Please” he asks, and Ilya’s heart squeezes, his voice shaky and soft, heavy tongued. His sweetheart.
“Please what Zaychik?” Ilya asks, slides his hand up into Shane’s hair and takes a fistful of it soft and silky, uses it to tilt his head back, neck extended and smiles at the soft whine Shane makes at being pulled away from Ilya’s cock. Fuck Ilya was lucky. A god at his feet, worshiping him. He feels fire in his fingertips. Slides his hand to cup Shane’s chin, thumb rubbing under his ear.
“Please can I have your cock” Shane asks, a low aching tone.
“Please” he utters again, bottom lip pouted out and he scrunches his brow as he pursed his lips and tries to wriggle his face down, get his face back to Ilya’s lap.
“Please Ilya” he sighs and Ilya smiles, his hand takes the back of Shane’s neck as he lets the boy part his lips and nuzzle face first into his hard cock. The drag is his cheek, nose, lips makes Ilya throb.
“You want it?” Ilya asks, and almost feels bad for the eager way Shane nods so quickly.
“Ask me nice, sweetheart, tell me why you need it huh? Why you deserve it” Ilya says low, strokes his hand over the back of Shane’s head, again and again.
“Because, because I love it” Shane mumbles and Ilya’s skin erupts in goosebumps.
“I love it Ilya. I love your cock, I was good, was good and came on your fingers, I waited I waited even thought I love it and I just want you Ilya. Want your cock, please, please” Shane whines, and Ilya is so proud so fucking proud of Shane, feels so fucking needed and wanted it makes him dizzy.
“You love it?” Ilya asks, and wants to drive his body into Shane’s until Shane is part of him, till Shane is loose and gone and warm and Ilya’s. All the way through.
“Uh huh” Shane nods, kisses the shape of Ilya’s cock through the fabric, mouths at the shape of the head.
“Love it. Your cock Ilya love it so much. Love you. I want you I want to make you feel good please I need to feel you I just want it for a little bit I’ve been so good please let me show you, show you how much I love it” Shane gasps and Ilya coos, so full of love, of ache, of need to hear Shane tell him again and again and again. He leans down and kisses the top of Shane’s head, hunched down over him, rubs the back of his neck how he know Shane loves and tilts his head down to whisper in his ear.
“Take it out bunny, show me how much you love it hm? Show me how good are you. So good” he croons and takes Shane’s earlobe between his fingers to rub rub rub, to feel Shane shiver as needy hands scramble to get Ilya’s sweats down- to take his reward. What belongs to him Ilya thinks.
And he can’t wait to make Shane come like this too, desperate and humping his calf with a mouthful of Ilya, before he’d take him on his cock, pin him under his body on the couch and fuck him completely apart as they were pinned as close as possible together, becoming one messy brilliant thing in their devotion to each other.
(He can’t wait, to rub Shane’s knees and hips as ass after, kiss him stupid in the shower and tell him how good and gorgeous and his he is, put him back together the way only Ilya knows how)
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And okay so shane tries to downplay how good it was for him so that he doesn’t really encourage ilya to want to do it again but he can’t stop thinking about it…. So next year for Ilya’s birthday he pulls up with an elegant box (ilya thinks ok he got me cufflinks or sth) and when he opens it there is a small plastic baggie with one (1) gram of cocaine.
If you are indeed taking suggestions for hollanov, I would looooove to see Ilya blowing Shane. Thinking about the position from the first drawing you posted but swapped has infested my brain, but any position would be lovely. You are so talented, I love your style!!
A long time coming for this request pun not intended
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I get frustrated when people try to cop out of the captain of it all by going "Oh, it won't matter to Shane, it will be a relief to be relieved of that responsibility after what happened with Montreal" or "Oh, Ilya would happily capitulate to Shane if he really wanted the C, it doesn't matter to him" because the thing is,,, yes it does!!! It does matter, to both of them!!! And it's a genuinely juicy point of tension that I think will be the source of drama that will not be easily resolved.
Because,,, from Shane's POV: you LOVED being captain. Specifically, you loved being Montreal's captain. You were respected and revered and you had a place on your team, a strictly defined role, and we all know how much you love strict rules. In the hieracichal system of hockey, you were at the top and goddammit you EARNED that place at the top - it is irrefutable evidence of your work and talent. And now, you've just had to leave your beloved team essentially in disgrace and you have to join a new team where you're not sure where you fit, but it's not going to be at the top. And no matter how much you love the man who's now calling the shots, it's gotta sting to be demoted like that.
As for Ilya's POV: Being captain of the Centaurs was the one thing that gave you even the shakiest sense of purpose in the malaise of change and newness of leaving behind everything you knew in Boston. And goddammit you feel a righteous sense of ownership over this team that's finally excelling, becoming a real franchise competitor, and yes there were a lot of contributing factors but one of those contributions was YOU. You love being captain, getting to control your room. And it does feel like YOUR room now. That sense of belonging, that's not something you're willing to give up, it's something you worked for. And, in a smaller, pettier way, haven't you given up enough by now? You deserve to keep this.
LIKE ‼️‼️ THAT'S FASCINATING!!!! And don't get me STARTED on how this friction in the locker room is probably gonna trickle down in some capacity to hollanovs sex life,,, Shane's genuine desire to submit to Ilya sexually is gonna have a tough time rubbing up against Shane's internalised homophobia,,, because when Shane was captain of the metros, him and Ilya were equals and competitors,,, their even footing soothed Shane's perception of himself and his sense of masculinity even when he was subbing for Ilya,,, now that he's Ilya's 'subordinate' in their work life too, I think there's gonna be an instinctive defensive posturing flare up on Shane's side that's probably gonna lead to even MORE friction in the locker room because subconsciously, Shane feels like he has to make up for the sin of submitting to and enjoying Ilya's control over their sex life, and that's gonna manifest as him bucking control in their professional lives
As for Ilya, his already ingrained need for control that makes him such an adept dom is really gonna struggle in the face of Shane's strange sudden defiance in their professional lives, which is probably gonna make him instinctively tighten his grip on the reins, which is just gonna make Shane's bridling worse. And the cycle will continue until they have a blow up fight about it.
first post for context / see the tag 'open relationship au' for more or the masterlist so kindly put together by @tafkarfanfic.
and with this snippet the story is officially over! i might add to this AU later (if you want to know when i do, you can follow either the masterlist or my pinned post) but for now i'm gonna take a little break from it. HUGE thank you to everyone who read along and left me such lovely and encouraging replies and asks. you guys are the best <333 and a special thank you to @quillquiver for talking through some ideas with me and to @tafkarfanfic for managing the masterlist <3
July 2015
Shane is quiet on the ride home. He doesn't ask for the keys to the car back so Ilya drives, relieved at having something useful to do.
The silence is a little concerning. Ilya is starting to think maybe knocking on the door before the twenty minutes were up was a mistake. Shane did explicitly ask him to wait.
He'd just been so worried, stomach twisting into knots as he pictured all the ways Brian could be trying to win Shane back, or all the things he might be saying to hurt him. It hadn't sat right with Ilya in the first place, letting Shane go up there alone, even though rationally Ilya had no business going with him.
At least Shane is letting him stick around now. Ilya keeps waiting to be sent away, for Shane to ask for some privacy, but he says nothing as Ilya follows him up to his apartment.
Once they're alone and the door is locked behind them, Shane turns around and collapses against Ilya.
Ilya wraps his arms around him instinctively, heart jumping when Shane burrows his face in the crook of his neck.
"It's done," Ilya says, because he isn't sure if he can tell Shane it's okay yet. He strokes his back, feels the tension slowly draining out of Shane's body. "You did it. You were perfect."
Shane laughs shakily, breath warm and damp against Ilya's skin. "Was I? I felt kind of pathetic."
"No," Ilya protests immediately. "You were brave."
"Shut up."
"You were."
Shane pulls back, just enough to look Ilya in the eye. He looks away quickly, a habit Ilya has tried and failed not to find endearing.
"What now?"
Ilya hesitates. He wants to stay, to hold Shane until today (until every single moment he spent with Brian) is a distant memory, no longer capable of hurting him. He also wants to fall into bed together, because there is at all time at least a little part of him that wants to be fucking Shane Hollander.
But maybe that isn't what Shane needs. Maybe he needs this time alone, to think and to figure out for himself what he wants.
"Is up to you," Ilya says, unable to hold back a smile at the way Shane's lips twist in distaste at the idea of being in charge.
"I don't know." Shane sighs. "It's probably a bad idea, but I kind of just want you to fuck me until I stop thinking so much."
It's definitely a bad idea. But what about them isn't?
"I can do that."
They fuck twice.
After the first round, Shane cries.
It starts with tears slipping silently down his cheeks. Ilya reaches to brush them away and Shane makes a wounded noise, flinching back. Still, he doesn't protest when Ilya wraps an arm around his shoulder, tucking him in close to his chest. Doesn't say anything except a shaky "Sorry", in between shuddering breaths.
Ilya has no idea what he's doing, if he's helping Shane or hurting him. He just knows that thinking about Shane breaking apart like this alone, crying into a cold pillow instead of wetting Ilya's collarbone with his tears, feels like dying.
After a while Shane's breathing steadies.
"Sorry," he says again, voice hoarse.
And before Ilya can tell him not to worry about it, Shane grabs his face and pulls him in for a kiss. It's wet with tears, shallow and messy and perfect.
The second round is slow. Shane wraps his legs around Ilya's waist, keeps them locked like he's afraid Ilya will disappear if he lets go. Ilya thrusts into him in short, deep movements, grinding more than fucking, hand tucked in the tight space between them and wrapped around Shane's weeping cock.
Shane comes first, nails digging into Ilya's back and hole clenching around him, moaning Ilya's name. Ilya follows helplessly, biting down on his tongue to keep from blurting out any ill-advised confessions.
As he moves to pull out Shane locks his legs around him tighter, keeping him still. Ilya takes the permission to collapse on top of him, head tucked against Shane's shoulder.
For a while, they just breathe together.
Then Shane sighs. "Rose would be disappointed in me."
"Hm?"
"The girl I talked to the other day," Shane says. "The one who helped me figure out my shit with Brian."
Ilya's hand twitches, grip tightening around Shane's waist possessively. He definitely doesn't like hearing that name while he's still buried deep in Shane's ass.
"She told me I should stay single for a while," Shane continues. "Which was probably good advice."
"Probably, yes," Ilya admits. He raises his head, catching Shane's eyes. "Is that what you want?"
"No, not really."
Ilya's heart soars. "No?"
"I want to be with you," Shane says, clear and to the point. Fearless, despite everything. "I like you. Probably more than I should."
"I like you, too." Then, much as it kills him, because one of them has to say it, "It will be complicated."
Shane swallows. "I know."
Ilya cups his cheek, thumb brushing across a dried tear track. His chest feels full, heart straining against his rib cage like it could burst it open. He doesn't understand how Shane could have gone through all that he did and still look at him like this, so open and trusting.
Ilya loves him. His Shane, his brave, beautiful boy.
"We will figure it out."
Shane kisses him, feather soft. There's something coy in his expression when he pulls back, a glimpse of uncertainty. "We could - I have this cottage. We could got there, be alone there to figure things out together. If you want."
Ilya's heart jumps. "I want. Today?"
"If you don't have someplace else to be."
Ilya doesn't, not after clearing his schedule to make it to Montreal. Even if he hadn't, he'd move heaven and earth to do it now. He tells Shane this and Shane smiles, bright like the sun.
"We could have a week," Shane says. "Maybe two, if you won't be sick of me yet."
"Never," Ilya says with absolute certainty. "I could never be sick of you."
Shane's smile dims. It's clear he doesn't really believe him.
That's fine. Ilya will keep showing him until he does.
Wyatt: I wanted to check that were still on for board game night?
Ilya: Yes wyatt we will be be there for boring game night
Wyatt: I'm sure that was a typo :)
Wyatt: I also just wanted to go over the rules one more time
Wyatt: 1. You will talk to Shane about how it’s just a game and that it’s just for fun
Wyatt: 2. It doesn’t matter who wins or who loses
Ilya: Yes yes I will remind him of these rules
Ilya: Even though they are all fucking lies
Ilya: Of course winning matters
Ilya: And me and my Shane will crush you at your boring game
Wyatt: Well this actually does a great job of bringing us to rule 3
Wyatt: Winning cannot be celebrated by having sex in my bathroom
Or: 5 times Ilya tries to fuck his husband, and 1 time he actually does.
i fear in the shower together at the cottage they held each others dicks and took turns pissing like that for the first time and then after that it just became a casual regular part of their shower routine 😵💫😵💫😵💫
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