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bee 🐝 ~ 20s ~ she/her ~ canada

this is my blog where i post every single random thought about hollanov that comes to my head!

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#about me #bbs babblings

ilya wakes up to shane tugging his hair, his fingers threaded through his curls. when he opens his eyes, its still very dark outside.

“hmm?” ilya mumbles, still not entirely awake.

“ilya, please,” shane pleads. ilya knows that raspy voice. it’s his horny voice.

Ilya opens his eyes a little wider, and finds Shane naked with an achingly hard dick. Ilya moves to swallow him down, and it takes less than a minute before he’s drinking Shane’s release. Then he’s immediately rolling his head back onto the pillow, too exhausted to do much more.

“Thank you,” Shane pants, sounding grateful.

Ilya tries to get out a “anytime” but it comes out sleep-garbled.

——-

After breakfast, Ilya and Shane are reading through some brand contracts on the living room couch, Shane rested on top of Ilya.

Ilya is focusing on his reading, while Shane is basically vibrating in Ilya’s lap.

“Shane, what is up?”

“Will you fuck me right now? Please?” Shane begs.

Ilya’s dick perks up at that, and he’s immediately getting up and getting himself undressed.

——

In the shower not 30 minutes later, Shane is hard again, just from the water running down his body.

“Baby,” Ilya says after clearing the shampoo from his eyes. “What is with you today? You must be ovulating.”

Shane rolls his eyes, but drags Ilya’s hand to his cock and makes him start stroking.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me? I can’t get myself to stay soft.”

Ilya chuckles, twisting Shane’s dick in his hand. “Don’t worry moy lovobyb, I am happy to service you anytime.” Ilya leans down to press a kiss to Shane’s enlarged head, then rubs until Shane’s spilling out in his hand.

——

Later, they are in bed, Ilya playing his New York Times games of the day, Shane reading his hockey book.

Well, trying to. He’s actually trying enormously hard not to let his dick get hard again. This is the 6th time today, Ilya getting him off with his mouth and hands multiple times, and fucking him once earlier on the couch.

Ilya looks over to find Shane’s hard in his PJ pants he often wears without underwear.

“Shane,” he says lightly.

“I know. I literally can’t help it. Just leave it and maybe it will go away.”

“Okay…” Ilya says with disbelief.

Not ten minutes later Shane is squirming, trying not to touch his dick that hasn’t gotten any softer.

Ilya chuckles and pulls down Shane’s cotton pants. “I told you, you’re ovulating,” Ilya teases.

Shane glares down at Ilya but lets out a loud moan as Ilya wraps his lips around him.

and then shane gets pregnant idk

#horny posting #incoherent horny posting #pregnant shane hollander #heated rivalry #hollanov #ilya rozanov #shane hollander #shane x ilya #bbs babblings

handsywoman

my favorite Shanebug moments [ pt.2 ]

+ bonus Hollanovbugs

i feel like #myshane is realllly squirmy during sex. like ilya is trying to tease and stimulate him and shane is just wiggling around. ilya has to pin him down with his body weight if he doesn’t want to get a elbow to the head.

over time as ilya starts to learn shane’s body, he realizes shane does a lot better with firm, decisive touches rather than soft, tickley caresses.

but that doesn’t mean Ilya doesn’t tease though. sometimes when they have a long time in bed he’ll pin shane’s extremities down and then pepper him with little butterfly kisses all over, careful to avoid shane’s wiggles so he doesn’t get bonked. one time he does get a fat lip and shane feels guilty about it for days

shane likes any way that ilya touches him, firm or soft, but truly can’t help his squirmy nature. the light touches are just too much on his sensitive skin

#it’s the tism #my boy is sseeennttiitiivvee #heated rivalry #hollanov #ilya rozanov #shane hollander #shane x ilya #bbs hr hcs

reagantheteenagewitch

#MyShane is the type of person who has a time he is leaving by and will threaten to leave you behind if youre not ready to leave at that time. #MyShane is also the type of person to actually follow through on that threat and thats why him and Ilya show up to the rink in seperate cars multiple times a week.

#10000000000% they are taking separate cars.#even if they DID leave at the same time #ilya is getting his starbucks and wandering aimlesssly around the grocery store on the way home #while shane is going right into the gym to do his extensive cool down routine

connor in toronto 🫩 please leave. i can’t act like a normal person when he is so close and i could run into him anytime. get on that plane texas boy!

#i’m going to have to live in a state of anxiety from august 10th to early december #so he can leave me alone until then #bbs babblings

chubby-cry-baby

ilya jokingly complains to yuna and david about shane doing something (“david!!! help!! shane is pinching me!!!”) and they reply with a version of “sorry no returns” “you married him” “he’s yours now” and he loooooves to hear that!!!

hollanderdiaz

and if there is a god, he’s the bond that’s between us two

One road trip, the Centaurs are looking over their room assignments for the night, and notice that Shane and Ilya have been separated. Usually, their captain and assistant captain are always bunked together, for obvious reasons, but tonight they’re both assigned other roommates.

The Centaurs all mumble about it quietly, speculating why they’ve been separated. Are they fighting? Are the rookies they’ve been paired with in need of disciplining and are being punished? Are Shane and Ilya splitting up?

Nobody truly believes that last one. Especially based on the pale look both star players get when they read the room assignments.

But, they dutifully go drop their things in their separate rooms, not wanting to cause a scene. They’re still pretty new to playing on the same team, and they don’t want to act like codependent divas.

Shane and Ilya spend the whole evening and fairly late into the night at the hotel lounge on their floor, loath to leave each other. They’ve taken residence on one of the couches in the corner, sitting arm to arm and thigh to thigh, both giggling and showing each other things on their phones.

This relaxes the other Centaurs, because they definitely seem to be okay?

Everyone else clears out of the lounge by eleven, knowing they have an early call time tomorrow, but Shane and Ilya don’t close the place down until after midnight. You’d think they were going off to war by the way they hug longingly and kiss each other’s foreheads goodnight.

At quarter to three in the morning, both men are separately tossing and turning in their beds, unable to sleep. They haven’t spent a night apart in months, and need each other’s presence to fall asleep.

The rookie Shane is assigned, Chapeau, is texting his other rookie buddy at 3am, asking if Ilya is asleep. He replies back right away that Ilya is loudly switching positions every few minutes and huffing and puffing, trying to get comfortable. All four are wide awake and aren’t going to play well tomorrow if something doesn’t change.

“Hey, Hollander?” Chapeau starts. “Do you think Rozy would be okay switching rooms?”

Shane sits up in bed a little too fast to be casual. “What? Why?”

“I just… want to room with Sitty tonight. Rookie things, ya know?”

Shane really wants to believe that him and Ilya aren’t being so obvious that they can’t be apart for one night, but he also can’t deny he’d love to have his husband asleep in his arms.

“Yeah Chap, that’s fine. You can go knock and see if they’re awake.”

Chapeau is immediately out of bed, suitcase in hand, and shutting door behind him.

Not two minutes later, Ilya has opened Shane’s door, evidently switching key cards with the rookie.

Shane and Ilya smile when they see each other from across the room, grinning like idiots in the darkness.

Ilya flops down into the bed, Shane tugging him into his chest immediately.

“Were you asleep?” Shane asks his husband. Ilya shakes his head no. “Do you think they switched rooms on purpose for us?” Shane asks, sounding a bit guilty.

“Yes, Hollander. For sure.” Ilya leans in and presses a kiss over Shane’s heart. “But it is for team. I would have played like shit tomorrow without sleep.”

Shane blushes bright red. “You couldn’t sleep either?”

“Fuck no. I was up playing Candy Crush.”

Shane laughs, but his heart swells with love for Ilya.

“Goodnight, Babe,” Shane smiles, pressing a kiss into Ilya’s curls.

“Love you,” Ilya mumbles, half asleep.

They’re both snoring within seconds.

The team manager who arranges accommodations feels horrible about the error. She definitely didn’t mean to split them up and apologies later. And she never makes that mistake again!

#wrote this at 4 am when i couldn’t sleep lmao #codependent hollanov #heated rivalry #hollanov #ilya rozanov #shane hollander #shane x ilya #bbs hr hcs #heated rivalry headcanon #bbs baby fics

ilyapricot

Forever thinking about “Boston is nice too?” and wanting to throw up about it. Just sitting on the floor of a gym across from the stranger who would be the Shane of his existence like.

I am so far away from home. I am so afraid but I cannot show it. I’m going to be all on my own out there and people are not kind to me. I’ve always been alone, but never this kind of alone before. I don’t really know you, but you seemed kind. And earnest. You would not lie to me. Is it safe? Will I be happy there and safe? Boston is nice too?

Ougghhhhgg. My brave little bug I’mgping to be sick

shane develops this new stim of just: *clap*

he’ll randomly just have the urge to clap his hands together, just once. louuddd tho. absolutely slapping those palms together. he usually does it to like bring himself back into the moment or when he’s feeling under stimulated

shane: *claps*

ilya, across the house: shane? what was that? are you okay?

—————

shane: *claps*

ilya: *gasps like a really dramatic dad* SHANE! i do not like it when you do that. it frightens me.

—————

shane, in the middle of the night: *claps, albeit more quietly*

ilya, dead asleep: shane. what is up. are you nervous about playoff game tomorrow?

—————

shane: *claps*

ilya: *claps back*

—————

shane, in the locker room: *claps*

all of the centaurs, collectively: *groans*

—————

shane:

ilya: *claps*

shane, getting a taste of his own medicine: ilya that scared the shit out of me! pls don’t do that again.

#this is my current new stim and my dad HATES it #heated rivalry #hollanov #ilya rozanov #shane hollander #shane x ilya #bbs hr hcs #heated rivalry headcanon

rainbow-femme

“Shane fuck Shane help we fucked up, we lost Ilya, I swear he was here one second ago and now-“

“Haas, where are you right now?”

“The club by the hotel.”

“And he’s not in the bathroom?”

“No.”

“Not on the roof?”

“No.”

“Not trying to access any of the dancers poles?”

“What? Why would- Oh, Troy says no.”

“Is he hanging out with drunk girls in the women’s bathroom?”

“Umm, one sec. Harris, can you ask her if Ilya is in there? … Harris says no.”

“Ok. What were you talking about before he disappeared?”

“We were trying to figure out where to eat.”

“Did anyone bring up sushi?”

“He didn’t say he wanted-“

“Just answer the question.”

“Uh yeah, someone suggested it, but he said he wanted-“

“He’s at the pier.”

“What?”

“He got bored, sushi put fish on his brain, which made him think about water, and he likes going to piers, and the hotel is walking distance from a boardwalk by the water. He’s there, most likely trying to look at fish going under the dock.”

“… How do you know that?”

“Do you have any ideas how many times I have gotten this exact phone call? He’s easier to catch if you bait him with mozzarella sticks but make sure he knows he only gets them if he comes quietly. If you let him negotiate he will take the sticks and run. Cliff always fell for that.”