A blanket on sale that she knows is a texture Shane will like, sesame mochi — the only dessert Shane will eat — David’s favourite brand of chocolate covered almonds (Meiji, obviously).

And when Ilya joins their family it takes a while, but Yuna notices that he always reaches for the dried mangoes when there’s a bag open, and he eats the Miss Vickies sweet and spicy ketchup chips by the handful.

So it makes sense to her that she would pick these things up when she sees them at the store and make sure her pantry is stocked for all her boys.

Ilya only finds out when they’re over at his parents on a movie night, and Shane, rummaging around the pantry for snacks groans “at this point, you have more of Ilya’s stuff than you do mine,”

“My stuff?” He asks, completely befuddled.

“Yeah, like the ketchup chips and the dried mangoes. Your snacks take up the whole pantry.”

“My snacks,” Ilya says again flatly, still not understanding. “But you all eat these.”

“I mean sure,” Shane agrees, “but my mom buys them for you. Because you like them.”

“This is true?” Ilya turns to Yuna with wide eyes.

And Yuna smiles softly at him, maybe a little sheepishly at being called out so blatantly, and shrugs.

“I mean, yes, honey. I thought you liked those snacks?”

And Ilya gets all teary and reassures her that he loves these snacks. He’s obsessed with these snacks. They are his favourite snacks.

And he starts noticing how anytime he shows interest in something, it will start showing up regularly at the Hollander household—snacks, candy, that specific Japanese soda Ilya likes with the marble.

he and ilya are hanging out in the yard and some bees are buzzing around because some watermelon juice spilled on the ground earlier and shane suggests they go inside or rinse the juice off the patio and ilya teases him about being scared of little bees and shane SO nonchalantly just, "no, but i am allergic and you don't know where my epipen is"

and ilya

reblogging with my own tags because i'm also CACKLING imagining the implications of this not being specific to ilya, either. they're having a barbeque at hayden and jackie's house and hayden is good-naturedly encouraging shane to try a piece of coffee cake or something and ilya just goes, "no, bad for you"

and hayden IMMEDIATELY is on the defensive because what? you get to tell him what to eat now? where do you get o-

"no, bad for him because it has walnuts in it, pike. you want him to die? this is what you want?"

"what are you talking about?"

shane: "i'm allergic"

"??? since WHEN??"

"since always??"

"you've eaten over at my house HOW many times?? and never brought this up? the fuck, dude?"

"jackie knows"

the idea of ilya on instagram accidentally pressing like while DEEP in allergy mommy blogging territory and natalie from That Allergy Mama DMing him to be like "hi, my husband wants me to tell you he says hi and that he's a big fan and also that call against you against san francisco was bullshit." "hello, husband of natalie. also do you have any suggestions for substituting peanuts in this recipe?"

he gets filmed for a what i eat in a day/day in the life type video and is so used to thinking about substitutes at this point that he doesn't even think about it when he mentions them in passing. they keep an allergy friendly household so the stuff he mentions is compliant, but it's paired with comments like, "and then i add some wowbutter, which is soybeans and not peanuts. we also sometimes have sunflower seed butter, but the texture for this is better with the wowbutter. i have also tried this, what is it called-shane: the gross paste with beans" *shane, offscreen from the living room*: "chickpea butter?" "yes, this." "it's nasty" "yes, not good. their jar says it is, but it is not. anyway-"

A. the idea of ilya being lowkey stressed about shane surprising him and potentially being exposed to allergens is so fucking funny. ilya who ends up also keeping an allergy-friendly household PURELY because it's just less stressful that way. meanwhile the motherfucker WITH the allergies is SO fucking casual about it that it wouldn't even occur to him to ask ilya to do that.

B. when they're pushing the friendship cover, ilya gets nudge nudge jokes about trying to copy what hollander's doing, and he's not going to share information shane didn't greenlight to get out, so he just plays along. and now there's like. at least three other players lowkey accidentally following an allergy diet because they don't know it's an allergy diet. why do hollander and now rozanov not eat tree nuts? unclear, but they're also the best two players in the entire industry so it's worth a shot to copy them.

@lucky-santangelo ilya only getting five seconds of feeling smug and holier than thou before shane puts him on blast is KILLING me XD

"i mean, you'd never made me food before. i didn't know i might need it."

"but you let me feed you food! you didn't say ANYTHING!"

"i mean you made them right in front of me. i watched. you didn't add anthing in i couldn't eat, and the chips were sealed and i've had that brand before."

"maybe i usually have peanuts in all of my containers! you do not know!"

"do you?"

"no"

"okay? so it's fine"

Hi baby bug!

Yes I love this idea! I think Ilya and Shane would love caring for each other like that. Like Shane is doing Ilya’s curly hair routine for him, in the shower and then Ilya sat between his legs on the floor, Shane at the edge of the bed, working his products into his hair with careful scrunched and rolls of his fingers to seperate them out.

Shane prefers Ilya mostly ungroomed, likes his thick snail trail and pubes and Ilya doesn’t mind, he’ll keep himself however Shane likes, but Shane will happily be the one to trim him for a bit of upkeep. Ilya in turn, of course insisted he would do the same for Shane, who likes to keep a small amount of hair, trimmed down close to the skin at the base of his cock, shaves away his treasure tail. Ilya approaches it with gentle focus and attention that makes Shane a bit dizzy, the way he gently touches him, asks Shane is its right, good, how he likes. And so they do that for a long time but at the start of the relationship maybe Shane feels a little more shy to have Ilya help him shave his asshole.

It’s like. Not flattering the way he needs to position himself and a little tricky and Shane gets nervous about giving someone else that control maybe of a razor on that soft fragile skin. And like whatever maybe it’s not like sexy he thinks for Ilya to do that, and like do couples do that? He doesn’t know.

Anyway- Ilya walks in one day when Shane is shaving there, leg awkwardly balancing and a carefully positioned mirror and Ilya is like Shane? What are you doing you’re going to hurt yourself! And Shane is shy because he thought Ilya would be gone longer on his run and it’s like it’s fine it’s just Ilya but. It’s not a pretty scene he thinks. Ilya walks up and before Shane can say anything at all- Ilya is repositioning Shane with gentle hands, taking the razor and spilling more of Shane’s shaving oil onto his skin and Shane just turns his head to watch Ilya, his face pinched in concentration as he gently shaves him as close to bare as he can get it, how shane likes it here.

“You nearly give me heart attack sweetheart, my poor little hole and you are holding him at knife point. This looks very uncomfortable” Ilya teases but his voice is warm and loving, thumb rubbing at the warm skin of Shane’s ass as he shaves him, going about it like it’s soemthing he’s always done. Shane tells him to shut up but he’s biting back his smile

And it’s- it’s okay, it’s fine, it’s easy, and Shane wants to laugh at himself because of course it is, it’s his Ilya and Shane is yet to find anything that is scarier with Ilya- of course this is fine, of course Ilya is gentle and sweet and attentive with him, chats to him about what he wants to eat for dinner and that they need to get the sheets into the dryer so they will be fresh and crisp for the bed tonight like Shane likes.

It escalated from there, and it becomes their thing, that Ilya does this for him. Looks after him, buys an after shave “intimate area safe” balm to prevent ingrowns. Eventually Ilya brings up the idea of waxing, asked one night after their shower and shaving and they are laying in bed. Tells Shane ‘you know it lasts longer, its smoother and no ingrowns, you hate those Shane, and I can do- I looked up good wax for sensitive skin” and Shane is like “oh” all flushed and smiling and “maybe okay, if you were doing it, I’ve never- I just don’t think I could have gone somewhere for that- and I couldn’t do it myself” and Ilya is like “hmm ok then we try yes? See if it’s ok?” And then they do try it, and there’s something kinda hot about it how vulnerable it is, how Ilya is looking after him, how he did so much research and has so many products ? To make it the best he can for Shane, comfortable and most smooth. And Shane is so smooth after- so smooth and Shane feels even more sensitive there, after that, the touch of Ilya’s finger makes him wine, but especially after the heat of the wax and tingle after pulling it away.

Loyalty (1869)

— by Briton Rivière

Loyalty (2025)

blood rushes to ilya's dick so fast he almost blacks out. baby. he pulls away. shane whines again, pulls again, begs again, "nononono don't stop, baby, please--"

"say it again," he croaks. he'd meant it to come out stronger than that, but he's fighting shane's hold and flailing for the lube and trying to slick himself all at once while his brain goes baby baby baby he called me baby i'm his baby.

"please."

"not that. what did you call me? call me that again."

he lines himself up while shane tries to collect himself. finally recognition lights his eyes. he sniffles. "...baby?"

ilya sinks into him with a groan. shane's tighter than they usually like, but he keeps pressing forward anyway, through the stretch, through the heat, through their combined cries of pleasure, and he fucks shane until neither of them can speak.

after that, shane quickly learns calling ilya "baby" is the quickest way to make his brain stop working. ilya gets him a ginger ale from his parents' fridge, shane says "thank you baby" and ilya walks into the wall. they're coming off the ice after practice, shane says "hey babe don't forget--" and ilya trips over his own skates and almost causes a ten-Centaur pileup. shane says "babe will you--" and ilya stands up so fast he bangs his knee on the table.

but he never gets embarrassed no matter how ridiculous he looks, and he never chirps back no matter how relentlessly he's mocked. if anything, he leans into it all, puffing out his chest and playing up his reactions until shane's belly laughing with delight.

This one hurt, her work had such a profound effect on my life, thoughts, and politics.

May her memory be a blessing