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almost time
when companies try to use pride month to make money
Am i a kid or an adult?
I’m obsessed with the idea of Shane figuring out he can use his big beautiful doe eyes to get anything he wants.
He just widens his eyes, makes them a bit glassy and Ilya folds like a damn chair.
After a while Ilya figures out what he’s doing and screws his eyes shut to avoid looking at Shane.
Ilya: no Shane no I know what you’re doing, put your eyes away. You will not use your wicked spells on me today
Shane: Ilya will you just look at me please
Ilya always ends up looking at Shane because he can’t resist him and Shane gets his way every single darn time.
the first time ilya takes shane to the club after they get married, he shaves beforehand, puts on a tight black tank top and sprays himself with his fuckboy cologne from the hookup era. shane is already horny for him even before they leave the house — crucially, he loves fuckboy ilya, because come on, he’s been fucking this man for years when he looked exactly like this.
at the club, ilya buys out the entire dj set to only play 2010s club anthems all night long. he wants to give shane the ultimate 2010s clubbing experience he never had, but also make up for all those nights ilya had to spend dancing and making out with strangers and not the one person he wanted. but now he gets to do all this with his husband! who is delightfully hard for him by the way, because shane finds sleazy club slut ilya absolutely irresistible. ilya is gripping his hips, grinding against him, licking his neck and whispering the dirtiest filth into his ear, and shane gets dizzying butterflies he imagines all those girls got back then. and he isn’t even retroactively jealous, because now his ring is on ilya’s finger, and oh god, he gets to be taken home by ilya rozanov! he gets to have all his attention now and get railed stupid by him later!! in their shared home!!! shane is living his dream life, and ilya is right there with him.
Ilya’s body feels heavy. Weighted from the inside, like his bones are made of concrete and his organs are rocks that are working in tandem to stop him from getting out of bed.
It’s Sunday. His clock on the bedside table reads 9:00 A.M. He doesn’t have to be anywhere, but Shane says it’s good to get out of bed everyday. But Shane is in Montreal and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him—and anyways, Shane does not know what it feels like to be made of concrete and rocks.
Even though it is 9 o’clock in the morning, it’s dark in his room, no sun shining through his window.
Ilya rolls his head to the side to look out the window, and finds the suburban Ottawa sky is overcast and there’s rain spitting from the dark clouds. His body feels heavier looking at the dreary sight.
His phone vibrates on the bedside table. He doesn’t move, he’s made of concrete and rocks and he used all his strength to look out the window which just made everything worse.
It stops vibrating and Ilya finds himself letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. His head feels like it’s filled with cotton, and his eye lids are drooping every so often as he stares at the gloomy day.
Ilya thinks that his mama would stay in bed on days like this too.
Sometimes Ilya would sneak into her room, careful not to make too much noise and alert papa or Alexei, and he would wiggle behind her as she lay staring out the window watching the sad Moscow sky. He would press his tiny little nose to her back and breathe in her smell, and wrap one slender arm over her torso. Sometimes she would grab his hand to hold, but sometimes she didn’t. Ilya now knows it was because she was made of concrete and rocks too.
Ilya does not feel sad. He feels numb. Indifferent. So what if he sleeps all day? It’s Sunday. He has no practice, no game, no plans, no nothing. His boyfriend is in Montreal. His best friend is in Russia. His mother is dead. Everyone is busy, or away, and they do not need Ilya bothering them.
His phone buzzes again. He ignores it.
continued on ao3
hey hey - you are doing god's work thank you so much!!
I'm looking for a fic I read a while ago but can't find now, where instead of shane it's ilya that gets injured, but he gets injured really badly (his throat gets cut by a skate) I feel like it was multi chapter and I remember shane maybe went in the ambulance with ilya. I also remember that he stopped the bleeding on the ice by thinking of an older similar injury. Thank you!!!
Do you remember if this is when they play together or still in a secret relationship? Here is what I could find otherwise.
if you ever try to leave me again
During a Boston-Montreal game, Ilya's neck is cut by a skate, and Shane is forced to witness the love of his life bleeding out on the ice in front of him. All of the plans they have made seem to be slipping away before his eyes, right when they were so close to finalizing Ilya's transfer to Ottawa. As they race against the clock to save Ilya's life, Shane reckons with the secrets they have been forced to keep and fears that they might never get to live their truth out in the open.
taking it on the chin
Ilya Rozanov takes a skate blade to the face in a game against Montreal. The skate blade belongs to Shane Hollander.
78 Seconds
At the Montreal - Boston game in April 2017, it is Ilya who is injured instead of Shane.
my heart is half beating in your chest
Ilya shift to side in hopes of tipping the puck in, and an Edmonton defenseman lunges forward with his stick lifted in hopes of blocking the shot. The puck rings off the crossbar, and Ilya drops.
Does this fic sound familiar to anyone else? Please let me know x
welcome to Pound Town population: Shane Hollander
Do you have any fics with Ilya and Cliff Marlow friendship?
Honestly, this took me longer than I expected, just because I read so many good friend Cliff fics that it was hard not to recommend them for another ask. I love this dynamic, and I really enjoyed reading all of these. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did!
of a certain age by gurlsrool
Teen and Up Audiences - Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov - Completed
“Wait, I could totally see that,” Connors says. “She wears reading glasses and he’s, like, obsessed with them. Sometimes on the road, he calls her from the bathroom and I hear him begging her to put them on.” “The glasses! I heard that too.” Shit, it must be a fetish, right? She doesn’t just happen to be old. Rozy likes that she’s old. Or: Cliff figures out why Ilya’s keeping his Montreal girl a secret. She’s not a girl at all...she's an elderly woman. Or maybe an elderly man?
In all honesty, I had to stop reading due to second-hand embarrassment, so that's how you know it is good. I have recommended this author's fics before, and they never disappoint.
need you now by slut587
Teen and Up Audiences - Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov - Completed
“Sorry. I’m sorry.” There are many things he could be apologizing for. For waking Shane, for disrupting his sleep schedule. But they both know he’s apologizing for taking this too far, for stepping over the invisible line they’ve created. He’s apologizing because things aren’t meant to be this way. They aren’t meant to miss each other, not meant to reach out. They’ve established that things are different between them, that they both feel more than they let on. They have yet to acknowledge it again outside of that hotel room in Tampa. He’s doing it right now. For the first time. “It’s okay. Really. What’s up?” “I am at a shitty bar in Pittsburgh. The team is inside, probably way too drunk, and ignoring that we have a game tomorrow. I… fuck. I missed you.” “Are you drunk?” Or: Ilya gets drunk, misses Shane, and calls him about it. Also, Cliff Marleau is a good friend.
This fic contains two of my favorite things: it is short, and they communicate in it.
Of all the Ships that Sail the Sea by forestgreen
Mature - Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov
"Holy shit!" Vic gasps, gaping at Ilya. "Holy shit," he repeats more slowly as realization dawns on him. "Shane Fucking Hollander is your Montreal girl?" OR: Ilya's teammates go with him to visit Hollander at the hospital and a high-on-painkillers Shane can't keep his mouth shut. Ilya learns that when it comes down to it, ice is thicker than blood.
This is a longer fic, and it is a bit deeper of a plot than I normally reccommend on my blog, but I really enjoyed this.
Forlorn by maddiepez
General Audiences - Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov - Completed
How long do you think Ilya sat on the couch post tuna melt and wondered what he did wrong. What if that was the night Cliff Marleau found out about them? Or Shane freaks out and Ilya believes he’s lost the love of his life
This is another short one, but it is so comforting for me.
Cliff Marleau Has A Much Needed Conversation With Ilya Rozanov by rosedlm
Not Rated - Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov - Completed
Cliff Marleau has a week to mentally and physically prepare for the probability that he'll be punched when he has an open and honest conversation with his best friend.
This one really answers the ask well. It also includes good friend Hayden, which I enjoyed. I did not know I needed a Cliff and Hayden friendship until this fic.
love is a game (i didn't want to play) by uniaery
Pike was looking at him expectantly, with something that seemed terribly close to knowing. “Rose is here right now.” Ilya settled on, weakly. His shoulders drew in unconsciously, protecting him from a blow that never came. And maybe it was selfish of him, wanting Pike to know that it was not his fault. That maybe, he was not as much of an asshole as Pike believed him to be. His accent was thick as he clarified, “He does not…want anything with Lily.” or: Ilya is struggling post tuna-meltdown. Then Shane gets hit, and suddenly everyone is asking questions Ilya can't answer.
This one includes multiple friends of Shane and Ilya, so unfortunately, it is not just Cliff. The first few chapters feature him, but towards the end, it is mostly Hayden and Rose. This also includes a relationship reveal.
Heated Rivalry | Episode 1 | Rookies
gimme kiss 😙
heated rivalry: endless gifs
ilya making a beeline for shane during a team hangout and sees shane at the sofa with a few other boys. he comes over and shane sees him and switches the ginger ale to the other hand before holding his arms out for ilya to sit in his lap. ilya sits down and he kisses ilya’s shoulder gently while maintaining the conversation with others.
ilya joins in too but his heart is also racing because their intimacy is so casual now and shane is comfortable enough to hold him and kiss him in front of the team and he’s so happy and he never would’ve thought he could have this.
this is like a renaissance painting
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listen i am here fully admitting that that one, THAT ONE really short moment where zuko activates his fire jets underneath his feet, are like two second that i keep watching on repeat over and over if i stubble upon on youtube edit, for.... well uh... REASON! and yeha adult gaang is hot and snatched, and buff, and attractive, and its all in their cheekbones. (may or may not more doodles in the future).
but my brain is the whole time "gosh none of them drink enough water"
ilya's hand(s) here...
this feels like emotional torture