#kitcheniskingficrec

More Than Pretty by ashes0909 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,001)

Shane has never thought of himself as pretty. Ilya has always known better. When Fabian makes a suggestion, Shane agrees to try something new. Shane’s confidence hits hard, and Ilya forgets how to function.

'Cause, Baby, I'm Jealous by haveagreatday - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,536)

Logically, Shane Hollander knows Ilya would never cheat on him.

But, something about this guy is setting off Shane's insecurities like the Eiffel Tower on New Years' Day.

Ilya makes up for it, of course, in the best way he knows how.

Still, don't fucking do it again.

Multi-POV story.

calls to you like the wild geese by you-cant-spell-subtext-without (ayreisha) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 7,205)

Ilya’s feeling a little silly about the thought in and of itself, because everyone owns black t-shirts. This is a perfectly normal, ordinary article of clothing, and there is no reason for Ilya to be so magnetized by it that he is now reaching inside Shane’s suitcase to remove what is a completely innocuous black cotton tee that is clearly something Shane has always owned. The same kind that Ilya also owns, and ‘casually’ tossed at Shane when Shane was lying delectably shirtless in his bed a few months ago that godforsaken day in Boston Ilya can't bring himself to stop thinking about.

Chert, Shane hasn’t just infected Ilya with his boring, his never-ending stream of consciousness mind-babble must be contagious, too.

Ilya picks up the folded shirt and immediately forgets to be concerned about The Hollander Effect on his nervous system, because - yes, that’s definitely the scent of Ilya’s fabric softener lingering on those cotton fibers. He knows that for a fact because he can’t ever find his favorite brand in the US, so he always brings a case from Russia when he returns from a visit.

Okay, so Shane kept Ilya’s shirt.

And neglected to wash it.

That’s hot, right?

Do you want a house tour? by frozen_applesauce - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,579)

Hayden's first thought after opening Shane's bedside drawer is: That’s a lot of condoms. His second thought is: I thought Shane was a virgin. The third thought doesn’t come because Hayden sees something dick-shaped and his brain shuts down.

— Snooping through Shane's drawers, Hayden finds more than he's prepared for.

Can I Dream For A Few Months More? by Swirlingdust - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 4,203)

Ilya is depressed, suicidal and lonely. After a few too many drinks he gets the courage to drown himslef in the filthy river that flows through Boston. The world is cruel and Ilya was done with it.

Shane shows him the kindness that he thought was dead and helps him.

a different kind of love by illegaltofu - (Rating: G, Words: 1,820)

"None of what you have gone through is your fault, do you hear me?”

He knows his voice is going to break as he speaks his next words, but he says them anyway. “But my fa-my father-“

“Was wrong.” She scoots just a bit closer to him, and when he doesn’t pull away, she wraps her arms around him so fiercely he can’t help the sob that escapes him, and he clings to her like she’s his mother. or

Yuna tells Ilya it’s not his fault. Because he needs to hear it.

The Mysterious Mrs Jane Rozanov by Frostberry - (Rating: G, Words: 3,500)

When Ilya signs with the Ottawa Centaurs, everyone wants to know why he moved. Turns out, he married a Canadian. Her name is Jane. 

Or so the team believes - because Ilya never bothers to correct them.

don't you need me like i need you now by if_not_now_tell_me_when - (Rating: T, Words: 1,375)

"'I’m not going to shave your head. Unless you keep moving. But you need a trim, your hair is turning into a mullet.” Shane runs his fingers through the silky strands again, inhaling the citrus scent of Ilya’s shampoo. For a moment, he’s tempted to bury his face in Ilya’s curls rather than cut them.

'What is mullet?'

'It’s uh - you know, business in the front, party in the back. Short in the front, long in the back.'

'This sounds terrible. Why would anybody want this?'

'They don’t. That’s why I’m saving you from it. So, stop squirming.' Shane gently tilts Ilya’s head back to center, his fingers lingering against Ilya’s jaw."

Stupid Canadian Wolf bird... Wait No, That's a Russian Werewolf by Ineffable_Rivalry (I_Ineffable_Idiot_t) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,420)

The glint of metal caught his eye and he looked down then froze at the golden crucifix hanging from the creatures neck. He knew that necklace, and he realized why the wolf felt familiar. He knew those eyes. “... Ilya…?” he whispered, it sounded stupid even to his own ears, but the way his husband had disappeared? The fact that this wolf had his eyes and his mother’s necklace? It had to be. The wolf, Ilya, nodded. Once, hesitant. Another soft whine.

Or... Ilya is turned into a werewolf and Shane finds out

Hollanov RPF by Lune_Bleue22 - (Rating: Mature, Words: 1,206)

Lily: You read Hockey RPF? Jane: I don’t think so? Is it about strategy? Lily: Yes, strategy to suck other player’s dick Jane: ???

Day 1

There Are No Wolves In California by kitsunequeen - (Rating: G, Words: 7,579)

Hunter!Stiles accidentally hits a wolf with his car and can't bear to leave him in the road to die. It's not till he gets the wolf home that he sees its eyes glow red... ------- Even everyday roadkill is upsetting, but this thing… Moments ago it was probably a majestic beast, and now it’s a mangled pile of soon-to-be rotting flesh. He presses a shaking hand to the only part of its chest left intact, not even thinking about whether it'll give him rabies or some other awful disease.

He’s about to pull back when something even crazier happens.

He realizes the wolf is breathing.

Accidents Happen by Fr333bird  - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,532)

Derek is in heat but doesn’t recognize it for what it is. Stiles knows that Derek needs him but he doesn’t know why. The knotting is a surprise to both of them.

“Fuck.” Derek’s breath is hot across his chest where his face is buried. “I’m sorry... I didn’t know... I didn’t realize.” “Didn’t realize what?” Stiles pants into his neck, trying to relax, resisting the urge to try and pull away again. He can feel the unforgiving pressure of Derek’s cock inside him, the tug of where they’re joined. “What the fuck’s the matter with your dick?”

The Lost Wolf Pup by Takara_Phoenix  - (Rating: G, Words: 2,233)

When Derek was just a pup, he once got lost and stuck. A boy with big eyes and a bigger heart saved him and wrapped him up in the boy's red scarf. Derek has treasured that scarf ever since, even when he meets his boy again years later.

If You’re Going Through Hell (Keep Going) by orphan_account - (Rating: T, Words: 48,554)

Stiles thought everything leading up to Allison’s death was hell, but he was wrong. Spending senior year dealing with the pack’s dismissal of him while secretly training to be Deaton’s replacement was hell. Feeling guilty and hating himself for what the Nogitsune did was hell. Being in love with someone who would never love him back was hell. Well, if you’re going through hell, keep going.

Where You Belong by nrnyx - (Rating: Mature, Words: 14,577)

It’s prom time for the students of Windsor Boys Academy and Stiles never dreamed Derek would actually ask him to prom. It's almost too good to be true.

Of Eclipses, Ley Lines, and Full Shift Werewolves by tabbytabbytabby - (Rating: T, Words: 26,981)

Derek has been noticing his control slipping in the days leading up to the Solar Eclipse. When he goes to look over the Hale land with Peter something happens, forcing both him and Peter to shift into full wolves. Stiles finds them, discovering that Derek has been changed into a wolf pup with none of his memories, only able to recognize people by their scent. After a talk with Deaton Stiles discovers there are ley lines in Beacon Hills, specifically on the Hale property, which caused Derek and Peter to shift. Unfortunately for them there's nothing they can do to reverse it except sit and wait. Which is easier said than done when none of the pack can understand why Derek only wants to be around Stiles.

The Hoodie by PersePhonesDreams - (Rating: G, Words: 1,918)

Stiles didn’t mean to keep Derek’s hoodie—really, he didn’t. But the oversized, ridiculously soft thing quickly became his favorite comfort item, a piece of Derek he couldn’t quite let go of. It’s not like Derek would notice anyway... right?

When Derek unexpectedly shows up at Stiles’ window one quiet night, Stiles’ not-so-secret attachment to the hoodie is exposed, leading to a conversation that changes everything.

Cue awkward confessions, teasing smiles, and the realization that maybe Derek doesn’t mind Stiles keeping more than just his hoodie.

the best start to a new year by EvanesDust - (Rating: G, Words: 1,008)

Stiles wished he could be at home with Derek celebrating New Year’s, rather than working. So, he was pleasantly surprised to find Derek at the sheriff’s station, waiting to ring in the New Year with him.

Derek's Kumquat by quackquackcey - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 44,965)

Stiles returns to Beacon Hills after graduating from college and just wants to get laid. Badly. So badly that after his kumquat pick-up line leads to numerous failed attempts, he ends up (accidentally?) propositioning Derek as well, spiraling their relationship into something Stiles never imagined.

Or in other words, a light-hearted smutty, smutty friends with benefits to lovers fic.~

A Thousand Words by inhystereks - (Rating: G, Words: 6,785)

The door to the shop slammed open, causing the glass to shiver angrily and the bell to ring madly. It was a perfect accompaniment to the rumpled countenance of the young man who stood there. His amber eyes locked on Derek, blazing with the fires of hell.

“YOU!” he shrieked, when their eyes met.

I hope you guys have been enjoying the recs the last few days, sadly this will be the last Polin rec for a while. I have a ton of unread sterek fics waiting for me and a kindle stuffed full just waiting to be read. I hope everyone is having a relaxing weekend. love you guys❤️

I Was Ill-Prepared by ashleyfanfic - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,045)

What should have happened after Polin’s argument in the street of season 3 episode 7.

For The Children We'll Have by ahopelessromantic - (Rating: T, Words: 966)

[Spoilers if you've not watched S3].

Penelope discovers she is pregnant shortly after she has revealed herself as Whistledown and frets over her husband's potential reaction to the news.

Colin is startled that Penelope is so anxious about his reaction until he realises why.

Outside the Modiste by ghost_writer1357 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,409)

***SPOILERS SEASON 3 PART 2*****

I’m in denial after seeing part 2 and I feel angry which feels strange. I really didn’t like it and the direction it took. I felt the reconciliation should have been mid episode 7 latest. This is my way of trying to help myself really. If you feel disappointed by the episodes know you’re not alone. This was nothing to doing with the actors or acting but the direction the show was taken in. It makes me sad to be honest.

*****

This is what I think should have happened when Colin bumped into Penelope on the way back from us stag outside the Modiste

i didn't wanna believe that i could lose you by ladywhistleblower (sunsetcurbed) - (Rating: G, Words: 1,977)

Bridgerton Season 3 Part 2 Spoilers

“Are you going to call off the wedding?”

A jolt of pain goes through Penelope’s heart as she vocalizes the words she has been wondering for days now.

(*)

or: a fix-it of sorts after Colin accuses Penelope of entrapment.

The Great War by usuallysunny - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,003)

The revelation hangs heavy in the air, so thick it feels like choking. “What am I supposed to do now?” he whispers, breath catching on a painful inhale. He flattens a palm over his chest, as though it physically aches, and Penelope can no longer hold back the tears, “I hate Whistledown… but I cannot hate you. Not when I have already fallen in love with you.”

Colin leaves his brothers after a night of drinking - only to stumble into Lady Whistledown herself.

Interlude by DominikaDecember - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,105)

A missing scene from S03E07 where Colin and Penelope have a steamy make-out session outside of Genevieve's.

Spoiler alert, they have angry sex instead.

An Engagement Party gone wrong by Mz_birdi3 - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 7,688)

Penelope Featherington- soon to be Bridgeton- has stepped out to take in fresh air at her engagement party to one Colin Bridgeton when her nights rather joyous plans are shattered as a fight breaks out in the Bridgeton homes garden.

(I’m sorry I'm shit at summery’s. I swear it’s at least a little interesting despite this summery. Or title for that matter. This story is completely finisher and just needs to be polished as I post so I’ll be planning a schedule of some sorts. All mistakes are my own and I hope you enjoy!

testimony by abvj - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,459)

It is jarring to miss someone who is physically right there. To go from a constant state of physical contact to absolutely nothing.

My obligatory Post-Lady Whistledown reveal speculation fic. Wherein they have a necessary conversation and subsequently make up - with makeouts and sex. Obviously.

What might have been. by berry__blue - (Rating: G, Words: 19,692)

What happens when Penelope, from the beginning of the third season, time travels to the night Colin was set to elope with her cousin? The only thing she wants is to not jeopardize her relationship with Eloise, so she vows to stay clear of Colin and Marina.

This next fic is part of a series 😇

My Heart Is Thrilled By The Still Of Your Hand by ShirlyGallagher - (Your Secret Is Safe With Me) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,722)

If in doubt call Yuna by Bundog - (Rating: T, Words: 1,865)

When Rozanov gets knocked down, they have to call his emergency contact. So imagine Marlow's shock when Rozanov's emergency contact was Yuna Hollander

stand here with me by Anonymous - (Rating: T, Words: 3,932)

The team has just come back into the locker room and Ilya is sitting in front of his stall, unlacing his skates, when his world changes.

“Oh, fuck,” Bood says. He’s got his phone in his hand and a stricken expression on his face. “The Metros plane had to make an emergency landing.”

--

Or: Shane's plane is the one that almost crashes.

oh captain my captain by frozenmorningdew (goldenboygate) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,589)

Shane Hollander learns exactly what the word 'Captain' does to his husband. He also learns that sometimes you have to burn sheets in a fire pit.

D'accord by drjamband - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,380)

Shane slips into French during sex. Ilya thinks it's hot.

Mother’s Weekend by thehdub - (Rating: G, Words: 8,154)

Mother’s Weekend is supposed to be joyful—team dinners, proud moms, and a little slice of home on the road. For Shane, it’s familiar. For Ilya, it’s a reminder of everything he’s lost.

When a small moment hits Ilya harder than he expects, Shane realizes he can’t leave him to face it alone. So he sends Yuna to Calgary—quietly, lovingly—giving Ilya something he hasn’t had in years: someone in his corner, like a mom would be.

shelter by floormusic - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 7,728)

He looks at Yuna, who looks at him back, seeming like she wants to say something but doesn’t know how.

“Shane says you have been a Metros fan for your entire life,” Ilya offers.

It’s a good starting spot. Things they both know. Shane. Hockey.

If I Go Down, You Go With Me by lunarmoonpies27 - (Rating: Mature, Words: 1,115)

Hollander didn’t fight on the ice often. Neither did Rozanov. But a team wide brawl between the Metros and the Raiders makes for some interesting foreplay.

call it what you want by lolwowgenetic - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 3,825)

Hayden is pretty sure Shane won't mind if he drunkenly sneaks into his apartment at 2 am to crash on his couch.

But when the voice that wakes him up at 7 am the next morning belongs to Ilya Rozanov... He realizes that maybe he didn't think this one through.

or

Hayden finds out.

Same Side by Evilharlowe - (Rating: Mature, Words: 7,944)

Shane Hollander was a Voyageur for ten years. Now he's a Centaur, a husband, and the new guy on a team captained by the man he married. As training camp begins, Shane must navigate a new system, a new locker room, and the terrifying question of who he is when everything that defined him has changed — except the six-foot-three Russian who's loved him since they were seventeen and won't let him forget it.

body talk. by steelatoms - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,528)

No, Baby by myrrhmaids - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,767)

It’s the middle of the season. Shane can’t get pregnant. Not yet.

I am not jealous, Shane by CandysPandemonium  - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 1,661)

“I am offended,” Ilya muttered, putting his hand on Shane’s chest to push him away. “Do you think I would give Troy Barrett your number?” Shane smirked, taking a step forward. “You’re jealous.” “I am not jealous.”

Or what would have happened if Troy had asked Ilya for Shane's number.

Cottage Routines by ALittleSideProject - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,455)

Shane and Ilya manage to sneak a weekend at the cottage in the middle of the season, and Ilya sees a side of Shane he had no idea existed. A really hot side.

I Want To Give Myself To You by Laginwords - (Rating: Mature, Words: 2,288)

Do you wish we spent more time at the cottage? Do you want more soft Ilya? Do you want Shane to take care of Ilya in the way only he can?

This is another day at the cottage after Shane’s parents find out. Ilya gets soft and sweet and vulnerable and Shane gives him what he needs in his own sweet, gentle way.

Short and sweet.

crawling back to you by ezileexile - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,355)

"Oh yeah?” Ilya eyes him up and down, in anticipation, “Anything?”

“Absolutely. Anything. Please, I just need you to touch me please,” Shane said looking at Ilya through his eyelashes, eyes half-lidded. Shane didn’t care how desperate he sounded or how much he whined, he needed Ilya, he tried to grasp any form of contact he could, wiggling, trying to get any friction.

“Okay.” … The pause only intensified the tension.

“Let me think about it.” Ilya got up and caressed Shane’s face that was looking at him with desperate, lust-drunk eyes, full of need. The grip on his face grew tighter, and Ilya lightly slapped Shane, and put his thumb in his mouth, and Shane started sucking with no hesitation, he was so desperate that he accepted any form of contact.

“Get on your knees.”

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Shane and Ilya stay longer than expected at the cottage, enjoying each other's company, practicing domesticity. Shane begins to fantasize life together and *things* they would do together.

Russians Do Not Get Sick by viciouslyaddicted - (Rating: Mature, Words: 3,307)

Shane takes care of Ilya when he gets the flu at an away game in Montreal.

This fic would take place right after the all-star game, after grigori croaks; and instead of shane getting Injured, it is Ilya getting sick. (Mostly Canon Compliant)

slow show by hockeyfinches - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 8,699)

“If you don’t come here, I will come to you.”

“Rozanov.”

“I will drive,” Ilya tells him without sympathy. “Park illegally in my big muscle car. Everyone will notice. Lots of photos, probably.”

Shane rubs his forehead. He gets to his feet and glances at his bag, still packed, on the hotel dresser.

“I hate your car,” he says, at last.

“Yes, I know,” Ilya says. It sounds like he’s smiling.

let me listen to my loons in peace by Missyoualwaysyou - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 4,558)

Shane was diagnosed with autism after doing an evaluation for the Montreal Metros. It was a shock at first but it quickly explained so much of his life. And while he's not ashamed of it, he doesn't want to tell the team, or anyone really. He doesn't want them to think he's weak or needs special treatment. The fewer people that know, the better.

So why does he suddenly want to tell Rozanov? And what will he say when he can't hide it anymore?

Or: Shane has a melt down after a press conference and of course Ilya is there is help him though it.

The Many faces of Shane by Sweettree - (Rating: Mature, Words: 11,697)

A collection of one shots of Ilya experiencing his least favorite faces from his husband Shane Hollander. And the one day he saw them all in the span of 32 hours

People thought Shane was this soft guy. Gentle and calm. Oh how they are wrong. If anyone knows Shane’s many sides it was Ilya. Especially after getting married to him.

do i ever cross your mind? by Breakfell - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 1,132)

Shane takes Ilyas voicemail literally: I will never listen to your voicemail.

Weakness by Writesalott - (Rating: Mature, Words: 4,584)

What if Ilya hadn’t been able to hold back from kissing Shane in Vegas.

generated chaos by abitchforlasagna - (Rating: G, Words: 1,124)

Shane: Hey babe, remember we were having issues with the water pressure in the kitchen faucet?

I got a repair guy to come take a look

Ilya: This is good

When do they come?

Shane: He’s actually here already

Attached: a photo of a young, attractive man with a six-pack and bulging arm muscles, crouched under the sink with a wrench in his hand 

Ilya: Ok good

Why he not wearing shirt?

logistically efficient by prettyshadow (theaujasmin) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,889)

Who.

Who taught Shane about this.

Ilya is going to kill someone, and then himself. Not Shane. Never Shane. But he is going to have to kill someone with his bare hands.

Or: Shane invents advanced blowjob positions with his own beautiful freaky mind, thereby unintentionally turning Ilya into a danger to himself and others.

Shane's no good very bad horrible day by Someweierdkid - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 1,922)

(Autistic) Shane has a terrible day and Ilya fixes it.

Say that Again, Please by DaisyWilder - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,647)

If there’s anyone who is truly feral for a Russian-speaking hockey player, it’s Shane Hollander.

See, also: Shane Hollander is all of us.

it's easy done, our little remedy by sapphyshipseverything - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,728)

Shane squirms a little under his attention, pupils dilating. Ilya can’t help but lean down to pet him, to lay a hand possessively at the hinge of his jaw while he studies him. Shane’s eyelids flutter at the contact.

After a moment, Ilya feels his mouth shift, the point of Shane’s tongue running a deliberate line up and down the underside of his cock as he keeps his eyes locked on Ilya. What a little shit, he thinks fondly as he bites the inside of his own cheek to suppress his grin. He can’t help the way his body responds, blood starting to pool in groin, but he doesn’t want to let Shane get away with such insubordination. That’s not how things work between them.

“Ah, no. None of that,” he scolds, shaking his head and setting his mouth in a firm line. He tightens his hold on Shane’s jaw, using his thumb and pointer finger to dig in either side of his chin. “You are not here to do anything other than be warm place for me to put my dick, remember?”

*** Post Ep 6 hollanov cock-warming. That’s it, that’s the fic.

Can be read as a stand-alone or as a continuation of the previous work in the series - dealer's choice!

Glasses on by HeatedRivalryIlya - (Rating: Mature, Words: 1,029)

Ilya knows many ways to put Shane Hollander in the mood and today he’s choosing to clean the house— a niche form of foreplay but Shane loves it. Also, we know how much Ilya loves Shane in glasses, there’s a bit of that here too.

cut to the feeling by Charlotte_Stant - (Rating: Mature, Words: 12,056)

It had been a very weird day, but Shane wasn’t going to jerk off about it a second time.

Sharing a Sunrise by yucatan_handbook - (Rating: T, Words: 7,006)

“I'm sorry, are we... friends?”

Ilya knows he's in too deep, has for a while. That's why he's decided to end it once and for all, and now is the perfect moment to do just that. Hollander doesn't remember him, and everything they've done. He doesn't know him, doesn't trust him, probably doesn't even like him.

He should shake his head no, right now. No, they weren't friends. Ilya was just the captain of the opposing team, here to offer his condolences. Hollander would accept it at face value. That's it, clean cut.

“No, boyfriends.”

From Husband to Teammate by Nivaria - (Rating: G, Words: 8,385)

Pretty Problem by Light22_C - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,397)

Shane Hollander wakes up with a pussy.

Closeted Fan by fungiforest - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 8,326)

Ilya didn't mean to snoop.

Okay, yes he did. But how can he feel guilty when he's rewarded with such a great prize at the back of Shane's closet?

We need to talk about the "Ilya Thing" by indiebitch - (Rating: T, Words: 2,483)

There was loud groan from fire pit jerked the two out of their little love bubble and Troy and Harris both turned their heads to see Bood, Wyatt and the others in what looked like a very animated, heated argument.

‘What’s that all about?” Troy wondered aloud.

“It’s the Ilya thing again,” Wyat's wife, Lisa who sat in a nearby chair, supplied as she rolled her eyes.

or the team has some theories over where Ilya disappears to and Troy has some theories of his own.

Beck and Call by Mikhailov - (Rating: G, Words: 4,608)

“... Shane?” J.J. asked, reaching to touch his shoulder. “What— who was that? What’s happening?”

“Ottawa Hospital I— I’m Ily— I’m Rozanov’s emergency contact.” He blinked. He knew he had to get moving, that he needed to haul ass and get to Ottawa yesterday, but for some reason Shane couldn’t bring himself to move. It felt like he was glued to the floor, fear had his limbs locked up, and everything he should be doing wasn’t coming to him. It was only when J.J. placed his other hand on his shoulder that Shane jerked back to the present.

I'm dating the least inquisitive man in Ottawa by GlitterCity - (Rating: G, Words: 4,608)

“Ilya Rozanov came out to you as bisexual earlier this year,” Harris said, like he was trying to make sure he got his facts straight. “And you didn’t mention it to your boyfriend.”

“I couldn’t just out him,” Troy said. “Also you weren’t my boyfriend yet. And I had a lot going on, okay?”

Harris stared.

“And he sort of told me about…?” Troy said, gesturing at the phone. “I mean, I sort of asked, and he didn’t say that it wasn’t, uh, happening. I don’t know. I guess I forgot about it.”

Harris flopped backward on the bed, both hands over his face.

“How,” he said. “Did you forget.”

A very fluffy fic in which Harris Drover is all of us. Takes place toward the end of The Long Game & has MAJOR spoilers for that book.

I Just Called to Say I Love You by Spooqueto - (Rating: T, Words: 2,359)

Svetlana and Rose check on their boys. Spoilers for The Long Game.

No Matter What by InverseRail - (Rating: G, Words: 1,734)

When Ilya Rozanov finally returns home after a near death experience, all he wants to do is talk to Shane. Finally talk to him. Not fight, just explain what he's been going through as his world has turned upside down since he moved to Ottawa. 

Minor cannon deviations, I moved things around in the timeline to better fit this story.

made you purr by sweethollanov - (Rating: Mature, Words: 2,038)

shane doesn’t mean to make the sound. ilya definitely notices.

what starts as a kiss turns into something slower, messier, overwhelming in the best way — until shane is floating, undone by sensation, and ilya realizes just how much control he has over him.

or: ilya kisses shane until he purrs, then refuses to shut up about it.

Show me You Care by psychosomaticstomachache - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,127)

Ilya Rosanov cares too much. He forms a soul bond with Shane Hollander: a bond he knows must be one-sided, since Hollander would never love him back. So, he does what he knows is best, and tries to stay away from the man. No matter how much it hurts.

Staying away is easier said than done, though. Especiallly when Hollander is on the news for his terrible hockey playing. Especially when Boston have a game against Montreal, and Ilya sees Shane struggling himself.

Ilya is selfish. Even so, he can't stay away from Hollander, not when he's hurting. He'll fix things, no matter how painful it is to get close to Shane, knowing that Shane could never love him back.

You Wrap Around Me Like a Chain, a Crown, a Vine by calico_sky - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,353)

Ilya knew it was serious when Shane walked into his hotel room, but he didn't think he'd end up in tears. This thing he had with Shane... they get together and they fuck. Simple.

Series Fic Rec

Call Me Boring by burkiebeans - (The Way You Love Me) - (Rating: T, Words: 2,030)

Ilya was being too kind. Not that Ilya was ever, like, a bad boyfriend or something. He was very in love with Shane. It was noticeable. But usually their relationship revolved around shit-talking, making jokes, ribbing the other any chance they got.

But Ilya had been weirdly nice the past few days.

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In which Ilya thinks he is being too mean to Shane, and Shane tries to figure out why his menace of a boyfriend is suddenly a saint.

Words Unspoken by grabmyboner - (Hollanov) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,105)

Shane needs words—explicit proof that Ilya’s silence isn’t rejection. When jealousy finally cracks Ilya’s control at All-Star practice, Shane gets it: raw, possessive, and filthy. One locked hotel door later, Ilya makes him kneel, claim, and beg—proving exactly who Shane belongs to.

—🏒—

“Come here.” Ilya says.

Shane scrambles at the command, about to stand up.

“No,” Ilya says stopping him, “Crawl. Crawl to me.” He’s got his cock back out and he’s stroking it again in anticipation.

Shane swallows and gives a small slow nod before dropping to his hands and knees. He keeps his eyes locked on Ilya, crawling slowly towards him, his hard dick bobbing with each push forward.

The tension in the room is thick and charged, Shane’s heart is beating so fast, he thinks Ilya can probably hear it.

Ilya could almost faint at the sight. The sight of the Shane Hollander, naked and needy, crawling towards him just because he told him to.

“Ty ne ponimayesh’, kak sil’no ty na menya deystvuyesh’.” Ilya whispers, raspy and breathless. (You don’t understand how strongly you affect me)

Oh, What a Thing to be Seen by Verdant_Words - (To be Seen ) - (Rating: T, Words: 2,516)

Ilya is stuck on the floor, staring at his phone, because no one knows to text him that Shane, his heart, is okay after getting hit on the ice. Ilya wants to scream, he wants to beat Cliff Marleau up, he wants to melt into the carpet and become part of the hotel room if he can't have Shane.

or

Ilya is waiting for news on Shane and ends up coming out to Cliff Marleau

That's My Stick by jsMika2 - (Centaurs' Social Media Shenanigans) - (Rating: T, Words: 2,449)

“Why did you have to score a slutty goal?” Shane grumbled into the pillow. He narrowed his eyes at Ilya, glaring from behind the hair covering his face.

Ilya frowned in confusion, then shook his head. 

“Is too early for you to say weird shit,” Ilya said as he took another sip of coffee.

I should have kissed him. by KindofanAuthor - ( All Because We Didn’t Kiss) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,944)

Ilya's POV for the Vegas scene

Camaraderie by Mel_1999 - (Got Me Goin’ Like (Ooh)) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,342)

Ilya wants so many mornings with Shane that he takes waking up to those freckles for granted. He wants to know how Shane takes his coffee, how he picks out his clothes, what he puts in those stupid healthy smoothies he’s always drinking. He wants to know everything about Shane, all the little things that he’s never seen before. He wants to know him. Better than he knows himself.

And it’s terrifying.

So Ilya deals with his feelings the only way he knows how - (kitchen) sex

a pretty boy and a dirty window by regslittlestar - ( Hollanov one shots) - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 1,159)

Shane and Ilya's aftercare, full of confessions and the peace they deserve.

Anything You Ask by Halo9194 - ( Hollanov kinks) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,626)

Shane wants to try new things. He knows it, thinks about it, wants it. What he doesn’t know is how to tell Ilya without dying of embarrassment.

His curiosity about BDSM hit him all at once, too strong to ignore, but putting it into words feels impossible. So instead of talking, he chooses something else: a movie, a quiet afternoon, and the hope that Fifty Shades of grey will say for him what he still doesn’t dare to confess. _____________________________________

“Why are we watching this movie?” he asks, trying to catch Shane’s eyes.

Shane, feigning innocence, replies, “Nothing special… it just caught my attention.”

Ilya smiles, but he doesn’t believe a word of it.

the sound when i hit the ground by bizarrebird - (hollanov mafia au) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 5,941)

Shane is heir to the Hollander group, a big name in public, and an even bigger one to those making shady deals in darkened corners. His life is going just the way it should, and he is everything he should be: meticulous, controlled, and singularly focused. And then a stranger with a Russian accent offers him a cigarette and throws Shane's world off its axis.

I have wanted this day for so long by Layne_162 - (Girl Dads ) - (Rating: T, Words: 2,765)

Shane, Ilya, and their newly adopted daughter, Maya, prepare for the season home opener in Ottawa.