sorry i cant stop thinking about it
shane: hey :) play better next time best buddy :)
scott: take ilyas dick out of your mouth before you talk to me
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sorry i cant stop thinking about it
shane: hey :) play better next time best buddy :)
scott: take ilyas dick out of your mouth before you talk to me

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#part ??? of him looking hot & miserable
More than yesterday and less than tomorrow
(ID: sequential art image 1: Ilya Rozanov partially submerged in water with only his eyes above the water from Shane’s point of view image 2: Shane Hollander underwater looking up from Ilya’s point of view end ID)

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i'd rather chuckle and imagine needy wontons because someone used the wrong word than read an ai fic btw
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guys sorry i just gotta check if anyone is considering the hollanov pushy bf x prude gf roleplay in the sense that...
shane isn't easy, ok? like sure, he's been going out with ilya for a while, but they've mostly just kissed, no matter how much ilya begged otherwise. he's sure plenty of other girls are willing to say yes to whatever he asks of them (and he really does ask a lot) and maybe he'd consider letting ilya grind on him or maybe even a tasteful handjob, but he's NOT just gonna let ilya fuck his pussy like that 🙄 that would be so slutty of him, and shane doesn't do things like that, he doesn't even own condoms yk (put a pin in that).
so they're hanging out at shane's house for a movie date and obviously not watching the movie when ilya starts being pushy again and asking for more than making out. and shane rolls his eyes and tells him no, like always, but this time ilya's extra cajoling and even plays up how much sex he's had to miss out on now that he's going out with shane who won't even do oral.
so shane gives in and tells him they can take off their pants for some stimulation, which leads to them taking off their underwear, which leads to ilya convincing shane into letting him rub his cock against shane's entrance for some friction at least ("cmon baby just for a little bit, that's what i do with good girls, i know you wouldn't go past that") (shane gets a murderous look in his eyes, because WHICH other good girls has ilya been fucking. ilya backtracks after that)
and yeah shane might've found it a bit weird that ilya only had a lube packet and no condoms on him, but it's not like shane uses any of those things anyway, maybe you really do need lube just to rub your tip against someone's hole yk? so the suspicion leaves him until ilya's close to cumming, when he starts panting and getting more aggressive and finally leans down and condescendingly whispers in shane's ear "yes, i only do this with good girls. it's just too bad you're actually a slut" and sinks all the way in and finishes inside him. and then shane cums so hard he literally blacks out yayyyyy ❤️
(post inspired by the lovely @mybloodstream-caffeine who always sees the vision. if this is your thing, go look at their blog right neow)
Obviously, one of my hills to die on is that I do not agree with the very simplistic take of "Ilya is afraid for his safety, Shane is afraid for his career."
Because as I've mentioned before, homophobic violence and institutional oppression is not unique to Russia. All it takes is one look at gay bashing statistics of both Canada and the United States (where both players spend a significant amount of time) to realize that and get very depressed.
Shane isn't going to get arrested for being gay, but there is definitely a non-zero chance of getting beat up for looking at someone too long in the showers.
And yes, of course, this isn't going to actually happen in a light-hearted romance novel. But Ilya getting arrested and sent to the gulag is also not likely to happen in a light-hearted romance novel. But for some reason, while Ilya's fear is acceptable and textually established, the idea that Shane might have a fear of homophobic violence apparently goes against romance novel genre conventions.
That said, the other thing that annoys me about that argument is that it completely ignores the idea that SHANE could be afraid for ILYA's safety. Not so much in episode one, I admit. At that time, he and Ilya are practically strangers and only just getting to know each other. And Russia has not passed the really scary anti-gay laws yet.
But by episode five? The cottage? Of course, Shane's going to be afraid for Ilya. And this is a factor that I wish was brought up in TLG, because even if Shane also isn't happy with the status quo, he's not likely to suggest changing anything until Ilya's citizenship status is safely resolved.
David did not tell Yuna what he saw at the cottage. But, he did come home visibly upset so he had to tell her something.
"Is Shane okay?" Was Yuna's first question.
"Yes," David was quick to reassure her. "He's fine. He's great."
"David," Yuna said worriedly, hand on his bicep. "Is Shane okay?"
"He really is. I promise, sweetheart. I would tell you if he wasn't," David promised her because he would. "But I - he was - he's probably going to be headed over here soon."
"Why?" Yuna started to get more worried, despite her husband's reassurances. "David, what happened? Did you two fight?"
David did interrupt his silent retreat but Yuna couldn't imagine Shane getting into a fight with his father over that.
"No," David caught her eyes. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course."
"Then please don't ask. I saw something I shouldn't have and I - I want it to be Shane's choice if he tells us. I promise you he's safe. We didn't fight. He's - he might be upset with me, but he's okay."
Yuna searched his face for another moment before she slowly nodded.
She had an idea of what David might have seen.
She had considered that Shane's 'silent retreat' might not be the complete truth. She also recognized how upset her husband was at unintentionally learning something about their boy that he wasn't ready to share.
"Okay," Yuna pulled him in for a hug. "I'll make some tea."
"I feel so horrible."
"Shane loves you, he'll understand," Yuna said.
"I hope so," David pulled back. "I can make the tea. Shane will probably want some if he comes over."
He used to make Shane hot chocolate after nightmares, or doctor visits, or difficult practices. When he was a teenager, he started asking for tea instead.
Yuna, sensing David needed something to do, said, "use the new one my aunt sent us. It takes a little longer but I think Shane will like it."
~*~*~
"So, what did you see," Yuna asked her husband as they watched their son and his boyfriend, Ilya Rozanov, drive away.
"I wondered how long it would take for you to ask," David smiled.
"Hush you," Yuna glared. "Like you wouldn't be curious. Unless, god, did you walk in on-"
"No," David stopped her. "They were just walking up from the dock. I would have left but when I noticed it was Rozanov - or Ilya, I mean - I was just frozen there."
"Then how did you know they were, you know, together?"
"Well they kissed on the porch," David winced. "And Ilya..."
"Ilya what?"
"He, uh, had his hand on Shane's…bottom."
Yuna and David stared at each other for a few seconds before Yuna couldn't take it anymore, smile spreading across her face and burst out laughing, hand gripping her husband’s shirt to hold herself up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Yuna laughed out.
"Yuna!" David admonished but he was laughing too. He reached out to steady her. "It's not funny!"
"When you put it that - that way!" Yuna tried to gather herself. "Ilya Rozanov. Ilya Rozanov. I can't believe it."
"He's a sweet kid," David was still smiling, thinking about Ilya standing awkwardly by his son, happily eating pasta, saying he'd leave the team that drafted him for their Shane.
Yuna softened. "He really is. He looks so much younger in person."
"Well," David wrapped an arm around her waist. "I think he might be ours now."

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My Shane does not keep the Rookie of the Year trophy in the trophy room. He keeps that shit on the mantle in the living room. Is it gouache? Maybe. But it allows him to rub his husband's face in it way more often than if it was locked away with the rest of their accolades.
Ilya used to move it to the trophy room every time it migrated back to the mantle but they've now come to a stalemate where, right next to the trophy, there is a framed picture from their draft night; Ilya beaming, holding up one finger, while Shane has a pained smile that barely masks a grimace, reluctantly holding up two.
Ilya being born 30 years before Shane, defecting from the USSR to get away from his father and going to Montreal. He's alone and depressed and maybe he isn't as careful as he should be. Maybe it was an accident, maybe it wasn't but now he's haunting his mansion, well actually he's haunting his mother's necklace which is tucked behind a drawer in the master bath.
People don't like living in Ilya’s mansion, they can feel him there. Then along comes young and hungry rising mlh star Shane Hollander, who after billeting his first year jumps at the chance to buy the Ilya Rosanov's old house. The last great player on the Voyageurs, the one whose death led them to a 20 year losing streak that Shane is there to fix.
Shane likes living there, its not creepy no matter what Hayden says. He likes the heavy feeling of eyes on him at all times, it makes it impossible for him to feel like he's disappearing. He likes the feeling of hands brushing against his skin, of phantom lips and teeth, of a big body right behind him at all times, its less lonely. Every night he dreams that Ilya Rozanov forces him to take his cock. Shane just really likes the place, it's got good bones.
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I think Ilya tries one time to explain the concept of "e-sports" to Shane and Shane gets so mad they have to actually put him in time out in the snow-covered backyard so he can calm down. He has to stand out there for like 5 minutes literally cooling off because he's so pissed off about the concept of gaming being called a sport and how high the salaries are and all of it. Ilya keeps going "we also get paid to play a game, no?" and Shane's eye is twitching
fic: decadent stress chamber pairing: hollanov words: 48k (complete) tags: frat au excerpt:
From the vantage of halfway up the stairs, the bodied sea almost makes sense, has a certain current to it. Parting and cresting, surging, slowing down. There’s a guy right in the middle defining the tide. He’s not huge huge—he’s like, Shane huge. Just noticeable. Anything so sturdy in the middle of the ocean would be. “Who’s that?” Shane asks, and regrets it.
chapter 8
Rozanov blinks. “It’s Khishchnik.” “Keeshnook,” Shane repeats. He shakes his head, slows it down. “Khishchnik.” “Kheeschnik.” “Better.” Every tendon in Rozanov’s face is taut. His face is red in the same shade of brimming need Shane's entire body is tangled with, wound around and gripping each individual rib. He takes a step forward and then another. Tight, tighter. “And, Ilya, also. Il-ya.” Shane swallows. “Ilya.” Ilya nods. No more wire; only glow left inside Shane’s chest.
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some more hollanov fics ive enjoyed recently :)
the emotions of a teenage girl (and two retired hockey players) by xogray | teen | 14624 words | 5 times Shane and Ilya navigate their teenage daughter's emotions, plus 1 time she handles theirs.
secondhand by PenAndInkPrincess | mature | 5365 words | how and why ilya finally gives up smoking.
As the Romans Do by kooksie | explicit | 40186 words | As a straight man, Ilya Rozanov has never had a gay roommate before, but it’s going pretty well. So when Shane starts bringing men over, and Ilya begins to want to bash their fucking heads in, Ilya comes to a startling conclusion: He must be homophobic.
Leave a divot for your eye by mrbusinessman (ifyoudo) | mature | 5945 words | Ilya Rozanov regularly gets called out on fighting his husband’s battles. He thinks people should be glad it’s him they’re facing.
book boyfriend by lanallite | teen | 8634 words | a straight hockey romance becomes the biggest show on the planet. The internet is convinced (correctly) that the male lead is 100% based on Shane Hollander. Too bad almost no one knows Shane Hollander is gay.
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