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☆ ☆ ☆master list☆ ☆ ☆ ✧ - nsfw
☆ ☆ ☆John Price☆ ☆ ☆ ★ex!price - part 1 ★ex!price - part 2 ★ex!price - part 3 ★ex!price - part 4 ★ex!price - part 5 ✧ ★ex!price - part 6 ★ex!price - part 7 ✧ ☆ ☆ ☆Simone "Ghost" Riley☆ ☆ ☆ ★one-off drabble - angst & in love simon ★one-off drabble - jealous simon
☆ ☆ ☆141+co misc.☆ ☆ ☆ ★one-off drabble - angry konig & annoying soap
☆ ☆ ☆Shane Hollander & Ilya Rozanov☆ ☆ ☆ ★moody ilya & shane
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fuck ice fuck trump !! it's 2026, do you know where your neighbor is?
Abolish ICE. They are openly executing citizens.
hollanov sfw
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Shane had really gotten into audiobooks. The drive from Montreal to Ottawa was a little over two hours, sometimes more depending on the traffic. Shane knew he’d make this trips countless times, so he diced that an audiobook membership would be worth the time. He could listen to his hockey books, or whatever nonsense he enjoyed, int he car. It helped him pretend the drive wasn’t as excruciating as it is.
There’s no traffic tonight. Not at 1:30 am. There’s no audiobook playing, either. Just the constant hum of Shane’s Cherokee as it raced down the highway, going well over the speed limit. Usually, Shane is one to respect the limit, often times getting on Ilya for speeding. But tonight, Shan had somewhere he needed to be.
The automated voice from his car spoke louder than Shane had expected, reading out an incoming call from Rozanov.
“Hey, hey,” he stammered as he answered the phone.
“Where are you?”
“I’m on my way, I’m sorry it’s later than I thought.”
“There is traffic?” His voice was the same, as monotone as ever, but Shane couldn’t understand what he was getting at.
“What? No, it’s like the middle of the night.”
“Ah, so no traffic?”
“No, Ilya.” Shane was frustrated… not really at Ilya. Well, yeah, kinda at Ilya. Frustrated because his boyfriend was all the way in Ottawa. Frustrated because he had a stupid monotone sarcasm Shane could hardly understand in person, let alone over the phone. And frustrated that this is how things had to be, driving in the middle of the night for just a night with his boyfriend. His boyfriend that no one else was allowed to know about.
“So no traffic? Why aren’t you here?”
“I’m on my way, Ilya,” “I watch game. I know when the game end.”
“Ilya, I am on my way.” Shane rolled his eyes, even if he knew Ilya couldn’t see.
“You sound stressed.”
“I am!”
“Why? You win.”
“I know I won, Ilya,” Shane said, reminding himself how much he loved Ilya. Because at the moment, he was struggling to remember. He absolutely loved Ilya, with every fiber of his being, but Jesus fuck could he be an annoying asshole.
“Then why are you so mad?”
“I’m mad because I have another fucking thirty minutes in this car and you fly out at nine in the morning tomorrow!” “Only half of that is my fault. Game ended hours ago. You should be here.” And for a moment, Shane could hear it drop, there was something different in Ily’a voice. And maybe, as Shane sped down the freeway, left leg bouncing with stress, he considered the idea that maybe Ilya wasn’t much better off.
Maybe Ilya wasn’t lounging around the house, carless and sexy and unbothered. Maybe he, too, was sitting in stress. Staring at the clock, knowing every minute that passed was a minute he couldn’t spend with his boyfriend.
“I’m sorry.” Shane said, finally. “I got caught up with Hayden and,” Shane stopped when he heard Ilya’s scoff. “Are you serious, Ilya?”
“I hang up now.” Only Ilya could find a way to immediate erase whatever sympathy Shane was feeling.
“Oh my god, Ilya.”
“You are late to time with your boyfriend because you were with your boyfriend?”
“Ilya,” Shane couldn’t help but laugh a little bit. Ilya wasn’t really jealous of Hayden. He had a wife, for god’s sake. But they definitely didn’t get along and in retrospect, Hayden was probably the worst person to make Shane late. “I’ll be there in 23 minutes, okay?”
“Hm. Is Hayden coming, too?”
“You know what? I could ask him. I’ve always thought about a three-way.” Shane said. Maybe if Ilya heard it from Shane’s mouth he could finally hear how crazy he sounded.
Instead he scoffed. “I am hanging up now! I hate you.”
“Mkay, I’ll see you soon.”
“Mhm.”
“With Hayden.” Shane couldn’t help but add, which caused Ilya to promptly end the call.
Despite Ilya getting on his nerves, and Shane getting on Ilya’s, he managed to find himself far more calm than he had been before the call.
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i'm back bitches !! part 2 otw
silly sweet christmas something!!
the people’s princess, Hudson Williams.
So I watched episode 5 of Heated Rivalry and I'm still not okay because the romance is SO MUCH for my poor little heart and so I had to get them two out of my system.
friendly reminder that interacting with art you like on this website is one of the best way to combat the rampage of ai. encourage, uplift, & promote real artists & authors !!! if you don't, they won't be here anymore.
ex!price & jealous reader nsfw (towards the end !!) ☆ ☆ ☆
ex!price is so annoying because unfortunately he is the kind of motherfucker to show up at a bar, not say a word, and still pull the most women – most of which are well 15 year (or more!) younger than him. and you can't really say shit. hell, you're 11 years younger than him and he caught your eye the minute you met him. so really, you're just like the girls are the bar that tell him how scary his job is and ask him to compare hand sizes. but price really doesn't give a fuck about these women. obviously not. and you know that... deep down somewhere. but it definitely doesn't stop the jealousy that bubbles up when you hear the guys talking about how the "old man pulls so many birds" and how he's old enough to be their dads. gross (hot)! and you know price doesn't give a fuck and you don't give a fuck and the boys are stupid so they're probably exaggerating. but price won't tell them to shut up or knock it off or head into the other room where you are and explain that they're being crazy and just trying to tease him. no, price won't do any of that. not when knows how hard you ride him when you're jealous. you fuck like you have something to prove. and when price blows his load down your warm throat, he'll lean down and grab your face in his hands, cheeks wet with tears, and tell you how much he loves you and how he only has eyes for you. and even in your fucked out, riled up state of mind, you know he really, really means it.
☆ ☆ ☆ a little bit of ex!price because i'm not giving him up to spiral into a lot of heated rivalry (i can do both:) ) masterlist cod & heated rivalry (& maruaders bc they're my fav christmas story) edits coming on my tiktok
big things coming !!
(big things in question are edits)
posting this take on my tumblr too bc i stand by it
“you are such an asshole, rozanov!”
shane, my baby
hi yall i AM alive and I HAVE watched ep 4 of heated rivalry. i just am also moving across the world (literally i leave tmrw) so ! i’ve been busy. but i’ll be back soon !!
“shane hollander, will you disappoint them?”
ilya rozanov <3
inspo
Anyway. has anyone watched heated rivalry? i am very charmed by shane’s ocd tendencies and ilya’s…whatever the fuck he’s got going on
