kieoha

21y.o. tg channel: https://t.me/kieoha bsky: ‪@kieoha.bsky.social‬

[isisisak]

Also when the two weeks of freetime at the cottage are over Shane drives him to the airport and fuck they should've kissed more bc now they are in the parking lot and yes it isn't super busy but there are people around and fuck Shane didn't think about not being able to have a proper goodbye kiss.

Ilya doesn't leave the car right away so now they sit in silence.

They had these big plans now, they had said they love each other, they were boyfriends.

But this still feels like something is slipping through Ilyas fingers.

What if it was all just something that'll stay in these two perfect summer weeks? What if they were just something in the cottage?

"So uh... you could text me. When you land."

Shane's looking out of the front, frowning.

"Yes."

"Or call. You could call."

And- Ilya closes his eyes and tries to find the brave version of himself that was honest with Shane and with himself these last fourteen days. The version that was a boyfriend now.

"I think I prefer calling. But when I'm home. Alone"

Shane started to nod along as he spoke and then says "yeah, yes. Good thinking."

"Calling will be better and worse probably. Will make the missing each other worse, yes?"

And that makes Shane finally look at him. First surprised, then happy and resigned as he lets his head fall agaist his headrest, lips pushed to the side.

"We can't kiss goodbye."

And Ilya hears what he means. It's not to remind him of that fact, its a regret.

"No." But he takes Shane's hand and squeezes it.

"I want to, though."

And he loves that Shane clarifies it. Even though he got it it's nice to be reasured.

"Me too."

Shane nods then. Once- as if he tells himself ok, enough.

And Ilya is almost not strong enough to resist kissing his hand. Almost.

"I love you."

Fuck. Almost.

"I love you too."

"See you in around four weeks?"

"Hmmm, yes. When we beat you."

"In your dreams." with a grin.

"And when we face time."

Another nod, another soft smile "Yes."

"And after we beat you, you bring the glasses."

"Wow." Shane laughs and shakes his head

"Is my reward!"

"Fine." Another chuckle, then "What do I get if we win."

And Ilya snorts and opens the car door "Mh, sure. We think of something if that happens, yes? We can look at real estate or something to get you off."

Shane narrows his eyes but the grin on his face is barely being suppressed "Your plane's leaving."

"Bye, Shane."

A beat, a breath, a nod.

"Goodbye Ilya."

[my-worst-nitemare]

I've seen a lot of people talk about Shane having a competency kink and while I see the vision and VERY much AGREE (Ilya may be a smartass but smart is in the word smartass and Shane gets horny about it), I think Ilya has one as well. Honestly it's more of a competency mixed with domesticity type of kink but I'm sure the point is proven. I personally headcanon that Shane is very good at fixing shit (like housework handyman related things) and Ilya wants to jump his bones about it. Like Ilya is so fucking horny about Shane fixing things.

Shane fixes their tv after it comes off of its mount? Now Shane is the one coming, Ilya has to fuck him about it.

The washing machine is broken? Oh Shane knows what's wrong! Aaaand now Shane is getting fucked against said washing machine and it's broken again. Damn it Ilya!

The plumbing is out, something is wrong! Shane goes to take a look and Ilya is literally begging on his knees for Shane. I'm talking hands clasped, eyes watering, puppy dog stare type "Please let me suck your cock you're so hot when you fix things".

Shane doing yardwork? Shane is now being fucked against a tree in the yard he was working on. Shane assembling chairs on the back deck? Once they are assembled, Ilya has Shane riding him in one of the chairs. One of the shelves broke in the pantry? It is taking all of Ilya's self control not to bend Shane over the kitchen counter right then and there because his parents are over and he would absolutely never do that to them.

Ilya spilled something on the couch? Shane figures out how to get the stain out quickly and efficiently and it looks like it was never there. All of a sudden Shane is getting fucked on that couch and Ilya is staining it again, but this time with Shane's cum. Even something as simple as a cleaning a stain is turning him on.

And may the world have mercy on Shane's poor ass when it comes to them having children. Shane will be hand assembling cribs and stuff and Ilya is about to start crying and then explode because it's just so attractive. And of course once Shane's done, he's getting fucked about it.

It's gotten to the point that Ilya will literally mess with things on purpose to get Shane to go and fix them. That one shelf in the pantry always breaks for some reason, Ilya doesn't know why and no, he's not touching it. Definitely not.

Originally made this on the hollanov community tumblr and had no idea you couldn't reblog stuff and a few people wanted to reblog it so I made one here 💜

[bambicoded]

[vamphours]

wip :)

[kieoha]

irina rozanova we never met you but we will forever miss you

Ilya plays some silly board game with Shane and his parents and he teams up with Yuna, and he sits beside her, and listens to her strategic-charged voice, and passes cards with her, and whispers his ideas to her ear while covering his mouth so Shane doesn't read his lips, and giggles when they make their smart moves, and he is so relaxed and it's so fun, and she's so smart and funny, and it's almost like he's eight years old again, and it almost smells like home, and,

"Okay, but mark my words, mom, we're beating you next round!" - Shane shows his teeth in a wide, quick grin after studying his new hand of cards.

"Huh, no chance, honey, we are beating you! Am I right, Ilya?" - Yuna bends to grab new cards from the deck as her hair fall from behind her back to the side of her face. She quickly shows her hand to Ilya with a cunning smile.

"No, you're not!" - Shane groans and rolls his eyes.

"Yes, we are," - her voice quieter, low and intimidating. Her contained smile hides a quiet triumph, as the calculations run behind her closed eyelids.

"Now, I personally think we've got quite a chance in this," - David glances over his cards to smirk at Yuna and catches her showing him her tongue, making him exert a heartfelt laugh. He moves his eyes to Ilya, who's been quiet for a good minute, which is unusual, considering his overbearing love for chirping. Ilya seems calm and relaxed, he wears a heartwarming smile, and his eyes follow Yuna from under half-closed eyelids, as she stands from her place and offers to take a break for a snack.

"OK. Alright. Pause. I'm going to the washroom," - Shane ensures that no one sees his hand as he puts his cards on the floor next to the discarded pile and presses a kiss on Ilya's forehead as he leaves the room. David agrees on the snack part and put his cards down before stretching his legs.

"OK," - Yuna nods and ruffles Ilya's curls before heading for the kitchen. He continues to follow her with a warm gaze that lingers on the door frame for a second when she'd disappear behind it, only then turning his head to the general direction of his hands.

David watches as the muscles in Ilya's face slowly form a new expression. His brows fall. His smile drops, but not completely, landing in the ever so slightly upturned corners of his mouth. It's hard to see his eyes as they are almost closed and covered by his lush blonde eyelashes.

"Ilya?"

Ilya's still there, he's just taking a little pause, because it's hard to contain himself when so many things are so great, and he's so happy to be among his new family, and there's so much love filling his devastatingly big and devastatingly empty russian heart, and Yuna is the greatest mother-in-law he could ever dream for, but she will never be her, and he wishes so much for her to be here and-

"Ilya, are you okay?" - David's words are quiet, soft, and his voice breaks a little. He watches two tears unite under Ilya's chin before falling to the carpet between his legs.

"I miss my mom."

[haedraulics]

little comic vignette on lost tongues, half-ness, and the things our immigrant parents wanted for us. i love shane and his weird unspoken alienation from other asian people in pursuit of excellence in a white-dominated field, and i really hope season 2 touches more on that <3

i printed a few copies of this comic for a local zine festival but i really like how they turned out, so let me know if you'd be interested in a copy when i re-open my store! okay thank youuu that's my art for the month of march

[roperodibujo]

I love my close and personal friends hollanov ❤️

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[prticl3]

MY BOYSSS i love them <33

[bowserwife]

Sorry I cried wordlessly and motionless in your arms for like 30 minutes, that was probably scary. Can I still suck your dick?

[kieoha]

ilya rozanov, ep5

[josephinecarttanneur]

Taking over the world

[bluegiragi]

i wanna do bad things with you

early access + nsfw on patreon

(sappiness under the cut)

Despite the fandom, and the discourse, and the miscellaneous nonsense surrounding the outcome of this show, Heated Rivalry has produced a lasting positive change in my life like nothing else ever has, encouraging me to take up consistent self-care tactics, re-examine creative goals and priorities and leading me to permanently delete twitter off my phone. this shit means something to me man. I can’t explain it either, but inspiration often comes from the most unassuming of sources and I’m grateful. I was a better, healthier person coming out of this show than I was going in. That’s real.

When I posted this art piece on my patreon, the comments were quickly filled with people giving their own accounts of their experiences and how HR produced some material positive change in their life, whether it was emboldening them to finally confront their sexuality, restart creative pursuits or work on their own personal development. I think it's really powerful how media can stick with you and grow into a larger motivating force than people can initially see, but HR as a project is so full of sincerity and love that I almost think this was the only possible end result.

I used to get a lot more bogged down by the truly tedious bullshit that goes on in some corners of the internet regarding this show/book series, but it's basically all just confetti in the grand scheme of things. Your own private experience with a piece of media can be yours and yours alone.

Anyway, I drew this in kind of a fugue state and only managed to record the start of the process, but it's so different from my typical process that I wanted to share.

[shane-bug]

😾

[sosaneitsinsane]

fall in love again and again...

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[ccrux00]

Ilyaaa

[inkmince]

lil hollanov wip now that spring’s rolling along

[kieoha]

ilya rozanov, but he's an 11 year old with unlimited access to the internet

(text in russian: "how do i say this in english. . Hi i am from Russia. I'm 13 years old. My name is.. . I am in 7th grade.)

[sladucer]

It’s just Amazon.