20s. three raccoons in a trench coat. mainly the witcher, the amazing devil, and heated rivalry now too, apparently. đż #toapoetwriting for my writing, hopefully.
for his mama - ilya reflects on what he wished for as a boy and what he has now, and wishes his mama was still here
THE WITCHER
geraskier
the sunflower is mine (in a way) - cozy, sleepy afternoon spent studying and snuggling
no name - two paragraphs about a grown ciri going out on a hunt on her own and her fathers being domestic with each other
yennskier
moment's silence when my baby puts the mouth on me - modern au. jaskier buys yen a necklace and after giving it to her they spend the evening being intimate. mildly spicy!
brief vignettes of jaskier and yennefer being married - exactly what it says on the tin. little blurbs of them being Married that are either too short for a full fic or don't fit anywhere else
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Here's what kills me absolutely dead: Shane having a full freakout when David sees him and Ilya together at the cottage, and then driving over there, and then just within the first 2 minutes of being there, just straight up tells his parents that he loves Ilya. I just imagine being Ilya standing in the cottage watching Shane's father drive away, watching Shane stare after the car and then come back in and panic. Imagine him wondering if this is going to change things? Then standing there in the doorway being scolded for using the word "lovers" not knowing why it's wrong, and wondering what Shane will do. Being ready to defer to him in his parents' house and then hearing Shane JUST SAY IT.
"Actually, I LOVE HIM."
Imagine being ilya in that moment. I love the way his eyes keep sliding over to Shane. How quiet and meek he is. He's standing in front of Shane's family, who are so unlike his, and he's unsure, and he's just been outed too, and Shane just says it. Says he loves him. Fully just owns it. To his mother and father.
I mean. MY FUCKING HEART, y'all.
If you don't love Shane, we can't be friends. If you don't love Ilya? Same. They are killing me. I've been thinking about them for months, and I can't stop, and I love them so much.
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hollanov fic: sleepy cuddly morning sex + quiet dirty talk
it's cold outside their blankets. ilya lies flush against shane's back. his arms hug him close. their legs lay tangled together in the duvet. shane woke first but allowed himself the lie-in. they don't have practice today, and shane doesn't have any commitments with friends.
ilya woke a few minutes ago, making it known by rubbing shane's stomach, but neither of them have said a word. content to exist in the knowledge of each other's soft attention. ilya's hand continues to move across shane's skin, palm flat and circling his bellybutton. shane's cock is thickening against his thigh. ilya's mouth, which has been releasing warm breaths over the nape of shane's neck, purses into a kiss against the soft hair there.
"malysh," he mumbles, so quietly. shane hums. "are you going out today?"
his words have soft edges, drowsy. "no," shane replies, just as quiet.
ilya's turn to hum. the movement of his hand doesn't cease. he shifts closer and nestles his clothed erection between shane's cheeks, making shane inhale and push back against him. ilya hasn't moved his hand down shane's body.
"are you hard?" ilya asks, without urgency.
they both still have their eyes closed. they're nowhere but here. shane says, "yeah."
quiet noise of acknowledgment from ilya. "do you want my hand?"
shane breathes, "yeah."
"mmm."
ilya doesn't give him his hand. he drags it up shane instead, resting it on one of his pecs. gently squeezes the muscleâonce, twice, slow. shane grunts and arches into it. ilya kisses his neck again. then he uses just his first two fingers to begin circling shane's nipple. shane moans, quietly. his cock gives a hard throb. one more.
ilya lifts his fingers to shane's lips, murmuring, "suck."
shane does. ilya's fingers are salty. and warm. he pushes them in and out of shane's mouth, along his tongue, in a slow fuck. when he withdraws, a string of spit extends from the tips of his fingers to shane's bottom lip. ilya either doesn't notice or doesn't care. just moves his hand back down, draping the spit over shane's chin as he does, and starts gently massaging shane's nipple with his wet fingers. shane moans again. longer now. ilya rubs his cock leisurely into the cleft of shane's ass, humming deep in his chest.
"you like that, kotik?" he rumbles. shane nods into his pillow, reaching back to tangle his fingers in ilya's hair. ilya's face nuzzles into his neck. "love touching your tits," he says into shane's skin. "your nipples. they are so hard for me. like your cock, mmm?" shane makes a quiet, plaintive noise. ilya pinches him. "you get so hard for me everywhere."
"yeah," shane breathes.
"yeah?" ilya echoes, and shane lifts his jaw to invite ilya to kiss along his neck. ilya obliges him. shane sighs.
"yeah."
they lapse into a brief semi-silence; shane breathing through ilya's attention to his nipples, ilya moaning low as he works himself up against shane's ass. when his hand finally leaves shane's chest, skating back down along his abdomen, shane finds himself holding his breath. his cock is wet inside his boxer briefs. and aching. ilya whispers into his ear, "breathe, moy lyubov" and shane takes some air in just as ilya pushes his hand beneath the fabric of his briefs and holds his cock, firmly.
shane lets out a sound like it's been shocked from him. his body curls inwards, around the point where ilya is holding him, and ilya laughs softly. presses his wrist into shane's pelvic bone, urging his hips back against his cock. "come back, malysh," he teases. his hand starts working over shane under his briefs, and shane starts moaning in earnest. ilya exhales roughly in his ear. "you are so eager," he murmurs, drawing out the "so". "so horny for me in the morning, hm? just woke up and already need to get fucked? my needy boy... fuck, you are getting me all wet, shane."
and shane whimpers because he can feel it. the way ilya's fist is becoming slick with his precum, easing his movements into an obscene glide. up, down. up, down. ilya draws his hand out of shane's briefs for a moment and tugs the waistband down, tucking it behind shane's balls before reaching back up for his cock. heat rises in shane's cheeks at the sounds ilya's hand makes around his newly freed cockâdistinct, wet fwips that cause shane's arousal to spike so hard his body lurches towards the edge. ilya moans loudly, presumably just as affected by it. his hand speeds up.
"mmm, fuck," ilya says. smearing open-mouthed kisses over shane's ear. "does it feel good, kotik? hmm?" shane nods, beyond words. ilya bites his earlobe and shane whimpers. "you are... fuck, moy lyubimyy, you are like a dream. like I am still asleep and fucking you, and when you come for me I will just wake up."
shane rolls his head against his pillow in vague dissent. "no," he slurs. "'m yours, ilya. yourâfuck. oh. oh, ilya. oh m'godâ"
"shane. are you gonna come, sweetheart?" shane inhales raggedly, nods minutely. frantically. "good. good boy. come for me, baby." ilya's fingers pull quickly beneath shane's cockhead. "yes. shane. come for me now, sweetheartâahâfuck..."
shane is releasing into ilya's hand. twitching against him. moaning desperately. ilya holds him, kisses him, murmurs a litany of praise and encouragement in his ear. that's it, moy lyubimyy. you are so good. let me have it. good boy, shane.
after, shane relaxes into ilya's arms. spent, panting. ilya kisses over whatever he can reach of shane's face. shane, eyes closed, smiles faintly. he shifted away from ilya in those final momentsânow he moves back. finds ilya hard, still.
"are y'gonna fuck me now?" shane mumbles. he hears, and feels, ilya huff a laugh against his cheek.
"oh, if you insist," ilya says, and shane laughs, rolling over onto him.
thanks for reading!! reblogs are super appreciated â¤ď¸
We donât talk about this enough. With all the big romantic gestures in The Long Game, this, to me, is one of the most romantic moments.
We know Ilya isnât a fan of Shaneâs restrictive diet. He teases him about it, but Ilya is an expert ragebaiter who knows how to tease the people he cares about when they feel safe and in ways that never really hurt.
Shane is âfranticâ in this scene. Ilya has the perfect opening to say something about his diet, and he doesnât take it. He sees that Shane is panicking, steps in and fixes it. He was looking at that menu thinking about Shane and Shaneâs fuckass diet that Ilya doesnât even like. But he knows this is important to Shane. He knows Shane is already nervous about being on a date with Ilya in public and being with another queer couple. So he meets Shaneâs needs without Shane ever having to ask, and he does it quietly, without drawing any attention, so that Shane can save face.
Of course heâs gonna tease him about it a little bit later because thatâs what they do. But he only does that AFTER Shaneâs had a chance to catch his breath and feel safe again.
harris creates ILYA JEOPARDY for ilyaâs 32nd birthday and the centaurs are hyped to see who can get more points than Shane; Bood and Ilya have been captains for years together, Troy and Ilya are best friends, Wyatt and Ilya have their own captain-goalie relationship, Luca is his mentee etc etc all the centaurs have their own thing with Ilya. âyeah Shaneâs his husband but I saw him everyday for practice for years I think Iâll get some points in thereâ. AND the questions arenât even that hard âwhat does Ilya order at osmowsâ âwhatâs his pre game ritualâ âwhatâs his favourite cityâ âwhatâs his favourite gatorade flavourâ - the centaurs keep getting the answers like 20% incorrect and shane gets to swoop in and correct them, âitâs actually a loon not a duckâ âthat is NOT his favourite fast and furiousâ âhe doesnât like blue he likes the light blue gatoradeâ. Ilya canât even act nonchalant he feels insanely loved.
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Sometimes I think about the fact that Ilya married one of the greatest hockey players of all time, who is also an underwear model, and who comes in his pants just from sucking Ilyaâs cock, and I have to wonder what itâs like being so #blessed
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