electricdaisy

Daisy, 30s, she/her Ilya sun, Shane rising, Rose moon Ao3: electricdaisy

[electricdaisy10]

Spend It Like You Mean It

By electricdaisy

Summary: Ilya and Shane are engaged. When moving in together becomes a real possibility, two stubborn men are forced to confront their wildly different philosophies on money, possessions, and what it means to build a life together. Or: Shane learns to trust his fiancé's seemingly delusional financial instincts. Or: The one with Ilya Rozanov's YOLO stock portfolio 🚀 (and the real reason behind one infuriating wedding detail.)

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[shanesloverboy]

"backwards cap Ilya this" "slutty tank top Ilya that" yeah well what about this Shane

[electricdaisy10]

Ilya constantly sings and hums when only Shane is around. In the kitchen, in the car, in the shower. Shane loves it because it means Ilya is happy, and it’s a side of him that no one else gets to see. He also hates it because Ilya only sings two lines from the same song for weeks at a time, never with the correct lyrics.

[electricdaisy10]

~444 words. @hollanovwriterscamp

Over the decades following retirement, Ilya and Shane are living their best lives. They spend the summers at the cottage, they travel around the world, they do whatever the fuck they want.

They both still look ridiculously good too, so much so that there are entire blogs dedicated to them long after their presence in the sport has started to fade. Their status only rises as gray hair and wrinkles and just a touch of softness around their muscles begin to appear, transforming them into an iconic pair of silver foxes.

One day, Shane is getting ready to start a press junket to promote the release of his memoir. Ilya is a regular fixture on talk shows and sports media, whereas Shane has become even more private with time.

Ilya walks into their bathroom one morning. Shane is standing in front of the vanity, staring at the mirror. Ilya knows that look—a rare sight these days, now a vestige of some earlier version of himself. He’s picking his body apart, frustrated that his form has evolved beyond the age of 28.

Meanwhile, for Ilya, Shane has never been so sexy, and it pisses him off to think he is not seeing it too.

Ilya casually comes up behind him and slaps him on the ass.

"Hey, hot stuff."

Ilya leans over Shane's shoulder to kiss him on the neck from behind. Shane startles, breaking the trance of self-criticism. His ears go hot with the sudden attention.

"You don't have to say that, you know." He looks down at himself, a towel slung loosely around his waist.

"What are you talking about? You are hot stuff. This is a known fact." Ilya hungrily eyes him in the mirror, wrapping his arms around Shane's waist and tugging him close.

Shane looks down at his hands wistfully, like he's just seen time slip through his fingers.

"Everyone's going to see me on this tour and think, what happened to him?"

"Yes, that is exactly what will happen," Ilya says without missing a beat.

Shane furrows his brow and catches Ilya's eye in the mirror, where he's met with an affectionate gaze.

"They will see you and think, how has the hottest man in the world somehow gotten hotter? We did not know it was possible."

Shane bashfully smiles and shakes his head.

"But hot stuff? Really, though?"

Ilya grabs him by the hips and spins him around, shoving Shane’s ass against the bathroom counter. Ilya presses in close to him, his cock hard along Shane’s thigh. Breathing him in, Ilya kisses his neck below the corner of his jaw and whispers in his ear.

"Yes, Shane. Really."

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Once Ilya and Shane are married, there is nothing sexier to Shane than Ilya's wedding ring. Every time he sees Ilya lying naked next to him, still wearing it, he feels absolutely feral. Ilya keeps it on 24/7, even to sleep.

He groans aloud every time he has to take it off for hockey, and even then, he wears it around his neck because he'll be damned if that thing gets lost. After years of situationship messiness and Ilya's reputation as a ladies' man, it drives Shane up the fucking wall knowing Ilya loves the constant physical reminder that he belongs to Shane and no one else.

The best part is, Ilya feels the same way when he sees Shane. This unattainable, widely lusted-after man who could have anyone he wants has chosen him, and after years of secrecy and hiding, he wants the world to know he belongs to Ilya. Monogamy is their kink.

[shanepervert]

cause i may be bad but im perfectly good at it

[iwrotemrtambourineman]

i know this scene gets talked about so much but watching the bellboy bit again last night its just so sweet how one of the first things that shane does after implementing cottage honesty is his little bellboy joke like he’s going “play with me! i want to play with you! look how silly I’m being! do bits with me please!” love really is stored in the silly bits you do with your partner

[scinnlaece]

He would give up so much more, if he needed to. [...] Ilya reached for his hand and tangled their fingers together. I love you so much. Don't leave me.

Rachel Reid | Heated Rivalry; Chapter Twenty-Seven

[aslongasitsblack]

​a man who has never denied himself anything meets a man who denies himself everything and the hedonist tries to lure the self-abnegator into succumbing to the pleasures of the flesh and succeeds but their rendezvous makes accidentally clear that true pleasure is derived from the perilous destructive nature of intimate connection and eventually true actual love and so we come to conclude that in fact the hedonist is the one who has never allowed himself anything true while the self-abnegator has never strayed from the path of his want and then they put them on ice skates and gave them sticks

[shieldofiron]

Shane: And sexy bellboy role play. Of course.

[honeyybrii]

shane effortlessly defying ilya's internal self deprecation with the most blunt, heartstopping, to the point sincerity is such an important part of their dynamic to me

"but you know me, i'm lazy, so." "i don't know that side of you at all."

"is that what we are going to do? relax?" "i hope so. i would like to relax with you. for once."

"because you like to be bad." "hey, that's not what this is. you and me. maybe it was at first but, not now, and not for a long time."

to the point where it even usurps other peoples interpretations of ilya before he gets the chance to internalize them -

"but, you hate him." "no. i mean, i get that. but no. i love him."

and ilya has that exact same subtly gobsmacked expression every time he does it

[electricdaisy10]

This moment changed my brain chemistry and I've been unwell ever since

[swordanddaggerarts]

@sleepythyme Got me a book on JC Leyendecker for my birthday and I’ve been obsessed. Figured the HR boys would look great in that style.

OG magazine cover under the cut.

[iwrotemrtambourineman]

the thing about heated rivalry is that it is that serious

[hollandar]

Heated Rivalry — 1x06 ⤷ PHONE BLOWJOB

(sources below)

Faking It — #1, #2 Deadline — #3 Variety — #4, #5 Vulture — #6 The Wrap — #7 Vulture — #8

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[electricdaisy10]

Isolated Incidents of Improper Conduct

electricdaisy

Summary:

There are three things in this life that Shane Hollander knows with absolute certainty: One: He will be the #1 pick in the next MLH draft. Two: He hates Ilya Rozanov and his horrible fucking manners. Three: He hates how much Fact #2 turns him on. or: Hockey camp counselor Shane Hollander gets sent to an isolation cabin with his biggest rival.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works