Respectfully Freaky

In grad school the only flirting he had mastered was the strategic deployment of phrases like ‘oh, really?’ and ‘is that so?’ It was brought to his attention by one of his more regular hookups in the kitchen of his apartment while they were cooking dinner, and he had said whenever Shane wanted to fuck he started talking like a coastal elite college girl who’d never had to ask for it outright. Now, in this strange point of contact with Ilya where it was obvious something vaguely carnal had passed between them, he thought about emulating his particular brand of assured charm. Whatever ideas he’d concocted devolved rather quickly into his own unintentional directness, and he said, “Does it scare you?”

“Does climatology scare you?” Ilya’s face was measured and calm, his foot still pressed against the curved joint above Shane’s heel.

“Yeah,” the word came out like a laugh, “it does, actually. A lot.””

decadent stress chamber - garagepaperback

(every word is intentional. frenetic. load bearing wall of a fic! buzzy. anything by garagepaperback is immaculate)

“Rush week confirms a lot of things. Ambitions, fears. Where do I fit? What if I don’t fit anywhere? Nervous freshman bitten-lip shit. Being an active, a senior, means having answers. Shane has no further questions.

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Or, Shane’s in a frat. Ilya rushes.”

i looked over it and i ached - IsvsWorld

(very very good character study and exploration of shane’s japanese canadian experience. doesn’t shy away from the harder realisms.)

““I don’t really think about stuff like that,” Shane replies in interviews, his lips wooden at the words.

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Shane and being haafu, 2nd gen, and Asian.”

helpless, tender, open - makomoris

(sexy and sickly and loving..)

“Shane gets an annual cold, Ilya notices, when they start to officially date. It happens when they're both on the road, and he calls Shane from his shitty hotel and hears him sniffling, nose all blocked while he grumbles about having to sit out a game. Ilya lets him whine, says I know, I know, sweetie, it doesn't feel too good, I am sure. He's imagining Shane a little helpless in bed, unable to move, struck down with fever. It stirs something inside him, seeing Shane, usually so whip strong, fastest skater he's seen, laid away to waste by the simple common cold.

or Shane gets sick, and Ilya still wants.”

HOLLANDER & ROZANOV ARE DEAD - eurydicees

(buzzy and heartfelt and nosy)

It is December, and Scott has been out for long enough to pretend to be used to it, and things are not perfect but they’re fucking good, and Ilya Rozanov is at his apartment for dinner—has been for over an hour—and he’s still waiting so stupidly hopefully to introduce a boyfriend who very, very clearly isn’t coming.

(Or: studies on coming out, learning patience, one-sided conversations, and other absurdist waiting games.)

got milk? i mean, got yoghurt? - unseemlyndisturbed

(fascinating mixed media storytelling…chapter 2 ending we still think about you. read the tags but also it’s sick (like crazy?) but earnest and emotional. sexy and comedic too! :P Also really well researched and realistic which enhances the reading experience so much)

“There was a small recoil, nothing Shane would consciously register as a recoil, just a slight drawing-back of his head and a micro-expression crossing the bridge of his nose.

His brows pulled together for one second, and he pulled the carton away from his face, examining the opening.

Ilya Rozanov has seven cameras. Ilya Rozanov has a blog.

His gay roommate doesn't know about any of this”

hockeybot - hiljainen

(gratifying. mixed media)

“Here is what everyone thinks of you. It’s exactly what you feared. It might actually be worse.”

Thirsty Little Flower - anonymous

(like ok i guess we’re getting into the pervert section of the fic rec list. i really like the shane characterization and the representation of finding out you’re a freak on the family computer and running from it forever. very charming seriously.)

tag i love: “think of this like an erotic expansion pack. the base game has plenty of smut already.”

“Fuck, something was really wrong with him. It was one thing to jerk off in the shower thinking about a hot guy. So maybe it was kinda gay, whatever. It happens. It's really another thing to jerk off thinking about your rival. Who beat you in *two* competitions today. A guy who, in all likelihood, didn't even mean to brush your fingers like that. That's kinda pervy, right? But plenty of other guys are also kinda pervy.

It's really definitely not normal to jerk off thinking about a guy telling you to stay hydrated.

Fuck. Shane Hollander is a freak.”

welcome to the family - pressuretoparty

(so satisfying and makes me flinch. whole house mad❤️. really honest ottawa hollanov depiction.)

“"We are actually so fucking washed," Shane bitches. "I'm never getting better and you are stuck on a losing team that sucks. Everyone is going to forget about us."

"Don't make me trip you," Ilya says, calmly. "Let's do another lap."

"No," Shane barks. Ilya raises his eyebrows.

Shane refuses to accept this. This perpetual cycle of suck. When he invited Ilya to his cottage almost four years ago now, he didn't expect their relationship to turn into their fucking burial ground.