Bree

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[klainersofdegrassi]

Bree's Ultimate Luca Haas Fic recs!

(Small little disclaimer: I am only rec'ing finished fics and I am not a huge fan of ocs in fics so Luca does not have a boyfriend in many of these)

** = threesome

Puppy By Pluppelina **

Summary: Ilya and Shane (but mostly Ilya) bring Luca home after a team party. Puppy play threesome follows.

Bree's notes: SO GOOD!!! Probably the best threesome I could find in the tags (I did in fact read all of them)

Stitched Back Up by firenze21

Summary: "When I told Luca he needed a few stitches, he just…” Terry glanced toward the medical room and then back to Ilya. “I think he had a panic attack. He won’t let me near his hand."

Ilya's eyebrows furrowed as he processed everything Terry was saying.

“When he finally spoke a few minutes ago, the only thing he said was ‘Ilya’."  

OR:

Ilya and Shane coach rookie Luca Haas through getting stitches after he had a panic attack in medical. It's not the date night they had originally planned.

Takes place during the 2020-2021 season, Luca's first season as a Centaur, and Shane's last season as a Voyageur. Shane and Ilya's relationship is still private.

Bree's notes: Hollanov acting like Luca's parents has my heart. such a sweet fic.

Playing With A Hero by That_ratgirly

Summary: Luca Haas had grown up watching Ilya Rozanov play hockey. Fuck he had a poster of the guy on his childhood bedroom wall.

Now he has to play with the guy.

Bree's notes: Huge fan of anything that gets into Luca's backstory. Also big fan of fanboy!Luca Haas.

long distance by Marmeladeskies

Summary: Ilya puts their dirty dishes in the dishwasher before returning to the table, standing behind Shane, massaging his shoulders and watching the three dots re-appear in the chat with Luca. 

Luca : how did you survive so many years of long distance with ilya? 

Ilya lets out a soft, sympathetic “Oh, no”.  

Bree's notes: dad Shane, big fan of it. I think this one has really accurate characterization as well.

Ilya Rozanov: iPad Baby by wonderlessinviolet

Summary: Some of the Centaurs notice their Captain has been taking his husbands phone a lot and they’re concerned. Although, has being concerned about anything Ilya Rozanov and Shane Hollander do together ever worked out well for them?

Bree's notes: Okay TECHNICALLY this is not a Luca Haas Fic, but he has a pretty big role in it and it's funny and fluffy. just read it.

golden hour and string lights by LadyElspeth

Summary: Spending an evening in the Hollander-Rozanov home, Luca Haas got to see another side of Shane and Ilya. They loved each other so much it was silly.

Bree's notes: I ADORE this fic! It is so sweet, so fun, and it is literally just Shane and Ilya and Luca hanging out. I love it to death!

anywhere is home (with friends like these) by powerfulweak, wishfulfiction

Summary: “Shane mentioned you were trying to beat Ilya’s record in shot accuracy,” Rose says. She has an amused look on her face that transforms into laughter when Ilya raises an eyebrow.

“Just mine, moy podsolnukh?” he asks. “But you are the current record holder.”

“Well… no one’s beaten it in a decade,” Shane says with a shrug.

“But it’s Luca!” Ilya says. “You know he can beat you.”

Luca meets Shane’s eyes. He’d been thinking about it a lot. Probably more than he should have, but his stupid brain wouldn’t shut up about it, how Shane would feel if for some reason he did beat the record. “I am not quite Shane Hollander, though,” Luca says.

Rose hums. “No, thank god,” she says. “I don’t know if the world could handle more than one Shane Hollander.”

or, Luca is invited to his first All-Star Weekend.

Bree's notes: This very well may be my favorite Luca Haas fic! It is just everything, PLEASE give this one a read!

let's make a team (make 'em say my name) by nettlepixie **

Summary: “Haas,” Ilya says. His tone light, conversational. “He had a good game.”

“Are you seriously talking about Haas right now?”

The sting is taken out of Shane’s words by how breathlessly he says them, but he still has that cute scrunched-up frown that Ilya loves so much.

“He’s a good kid,” Ilya says. “Very pretty.”

“Fuck off,” Shane snaps. But Ilya just presses deeper into him, the answering gasp as familiar as if it came from his own lungs.

“You don’t think so? I saw you doing yoga together. Seemed like you were...” Ilya searches for the words. When he finds them, grins. “Admiring his form.”

OR

Breaking my silence to say that I think Hollanov would have a threesome and they'd have it with Luca Haas. But don't worry, they're obviously jealous and possessive and insane about it the whole time.

Bree's notes: hey I love this fic! super Hollanov centric but Luca is definitely where he wants to be

Rules and Regulations by powderbluebunny

Summary: “No.” Luca argued, Ilya looking at him through the rearview mirror with an arched eyebrow. Either not seeing it or maybe suffering temporary insanity, Luca continued. “More than once a week is crazy Hollzy, we don’t have time for that. It’s the middle of the season.”

“You will drop as often as doctor tells you too.” Ilya said firmly, making sure to catch Luca’s eyes in the mirror. “Doctor said as often as possible.”

“Well yeah but it’s not-”

“Haasy, do you want to spend rest of drive with a sore ass?” Ilya cut off simply. Luca’s argument died on his throat, his ears growing pink. He shook his head minutely. “Then stop arguing. Health is not something you bargain. Doctor says you drop as often as possible, you do it. Is not discussion.”

“I just don’t want to bother you guys with this.” Haasy mumbled, lip caught between his teeth as he dappled his finger across his arm, probably trying to stop himself from biting at them. “I can handle it myself.”

Bree's notes: This is an age regressing fic. I don't know what I need to unpack within myself but I'm telling you, this was lovely!! Go read it!

That's it for now, but watch this space bc I will be adding periodically (or making a new post maybe)!!

HAPPY HAASY READING!!

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[grabmyboner]

looking at ur ilyapreg posts like ilya at the gym whispering…..more…..

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Ilya feels gross. He’s never felt ugly in his life really, not in his physical appearance at least.

But right now, he’s two months postpartum, standing shirtless and in his boxers at the kitchen sink, his abs are gone and his tummy has some skin that sags a little near his belly button. His pecks are Bigger than usual, for obvious reasons. He hasn’t shaved in a week, he is using one of his daughter’s tiny little pink hair ties to hold his curls out of his face with a trolls like tiny pig tail on top of his head. And to top off the whole look, he has a tea towel over his shoulder and he’s so sure there is vomit somewhere on his body because he keeps getting a whiff of it.

He finishes washing the last bottle and puts it on the rack to turn around and see Shane leaning against the kitchen island behind him, arms crossed over his chest. He hasn’t shaved in a few days either so there’s some stubble on his chin and upper lip. He’s still in his pjs and he has some bags under his eyes but he is staring at Ilya with a look that Ilya can’t quite place but he knows he’s seen before.

“What?” Ilya asks, taking the tea towel off his shoulders and drying his hands. He leans back against the sink with a sigh.

“Stop looking like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like, so fucking sexy.”

Ilya’s eyebrows raise to his hairline and he looks comical in his confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“You. Right now. If I wasn’t sure she was gonna wake up any minute I would be on my knees for you.”

“Shane. I think we must get your eyes tested. Or maybe you are delusional from lack of sleep, they say this can happen with first child.”

Shane walks forward slowly and unfolds his arms to grab at Ilya’s waist and pull his hips against Shane’s.

“I’m so serious. You are a fucking dream right now.” And Ilya can feel how serious he is with the hardening cock pushing against his thigh.

Shane starts to press kisses along Ilya’s jaw and down his neck and Ilya feels something stir inside him at feeling so gross himself but knowing that Shane thinks he looks just as good as the day they met.

He goes to find Shane’s lips with his own but is frozen at the sound of small cries coming from the baby monitor.

“I’ll get her. But when she goes back to sleep, we are continuing this. If you want.” Shane says, pressing his forehead against Ilya’s.

Ilya smiles small and nods, “I want.”

[penandinkprincess]

i know that ilya's ass is SO dramatic about getting his goodbye kisses after he and shane are together

shane forgets because he's running late for a meeting one day and has to rush out of the door, and he then arrives at the studio for the photoshoot he has booked to see a text from ilya with three different headstone styles with "one of these, i think"

and is just "for?? what??"

"when i am dead from broken heart because my husband does not love me anymore and does not kiss me before i will not see him for twenty years"

"ilya, i will be home in like four hours"

*pictures of two different casket models* "i am thinking the darker wood one, but perhaps that is too nice for your taste now that you do not love me anymore. perhaps you will bury me in cardboard shoe box like sad, dead hamster."

[jibberjibbsart]

Finally FINALLY finished Heated Rivalry and I couldn't stop laughing when Ilya hit this pose. Bro why are you standing like that

[bugslibraryy]

WAIT guys im not done horny posting… one more thing… Shane and Ilya have bare sex, ok and Shane is all have you ever you know done that with anyone before? And Ilya is like hm no not really and Shane is like what do you mean not really. And Ilya is like well with girls sometimes when I was drunk and being stupid, but I’d always pull out- I’ve only ever cum inside you Shane. And Shane is like. Oh. Because it kinda didn’t matter if Ilya had- but he kinda loves that only he’s given Ilya that. And then he’s just like “I can’t really picture you being able to pull out” and Ilya is like all eye brows and “what? What kind of chirp is this Hollander? I am not so stupid to maybe get someone pregnant” and Shane is just all shrug- “well whenever we- everytime we’ve fucked, even with a condom you don’t want to come anywhere but inside me. And you push in so deep when you cum sometimes it knocks my breath out. So. I just can’t see it” he shrugs and Ilya is all.

“What the fuck shane” and he’s maybe a little hard, and Shane is like “I mean it’s really hot. I like it. I just think you’d suck at pulling out” and he’s got a little smirk and Ilya is like woooow. Turns into bickering which turns into play fighting which turns into dry humping- which turns into Shane on his back with his legs slung over Ilya’s hips, Ilya pushing into him bare and slick with lube.

Once he’s all the way inside, mouth panting against Shane’s, Shane stroking his hand through his hair he’s like “make sure you pull out okay?” And Ilya pulls back to catch Shane’s eye and that little gleam he gets in it and oh game on. Ilya is like “of course baby, don’t wanna get you pregnant, metros stand no chance without next season if you’re knocked up” and Shane’s mouth drops open and his cock throbs between them and he lets out a tiny choked sound and oh. Ilya will be investigating that more later.

But it Shane so it’s game on and he swallows and he says “mm only if you can’t control yourself big boy” and Ilya hates how much that turns him on- and then they’re fucking and Shane is squirmy and loud under him, hands all over Ilya’s chest and neck and face and down his back and gripping at his ass and Ilya loooves that he can fuck him like this now, on his back and glued close and not hiding anything between them anymore. Ilyas getting close and his brain is swimming because he won’t prove Shane right- he won’t but fuck it feels so fucking good and Shane is so tight and wet and perfect around him and his cock looks so pretty throbbing and jolting with Ilya’s thrusts and he loves the way Shane shakes around him after he’s cum and Ilya keeps fucking him through it till he fills him and he wants that and he- he can’t he’s going to be good.

And then shane is kissing him, pulling at his hair, scratching at his scalp and saying “m close” Ilya all low and soft and fuck Ilya loves him and only Ilya gets him like this and they both need this so badly- it’s the whole universe, how good this feels. And Ilya needs Shane to feel good, he’s nodding, kissing Shane back the best he can as he fucks him, harder, deeper, presses his legs apart further the leverage down and in the way Shane loves and Shane is whining, throwing his head back and mumbling “Ilya Ilya” and Ilya might die, like this, he thinks one day because it’s too good. It’s already heaven.

“Let go sweetheart” Ilya is mumbling and shane is nodding and he’s slurring out “don’t cum, don’t cum inside remember, you can’ get me pre” and Ilya is fucking him harder then, Shane’s words stuttering until he cums, back bowed and all over his stomach and chest and he’s so fucking tight round Ilya and Ilya is so fucking close. So close. He needs to cum- but he needs to cum inside Shane.

He’s never once had an issue with pulling out, happy to cover tits or face or ass in his cum instead, but Shane is all dazed and shivery and post orgasm gorgeous on his cock and his hands are grabbing soft and open at Ilya’s back and neck, holding him close and Shane loves being full, Ilya knows this, Ilya loves filling him, he stays inside Shane after sex for as long as he can most times and it’s not right it’s not what he wants, to pull out of the warm secure home of Shane’s body, where he belongs, where Shane takes him like it’s devotion. Ilya is shivering, his shoulder wracking as he fucks Shane and his pace is slowed and he tries to force his hips to stay on the out stroke. To pull back- but he can’t, he can’t stop driving in, helpless little fucks of his good because this feels to good, being Shane’s, connected to him, fucking him open, fitting him on him he can’t make himself stop.

Ilya frowns and looks up at Shane and Shane is head back, mouth parted, soft smile as he takes Ilya’s thrusts, his hand on Ilya’s cheek now, thumb rubbing and Shane mumbles after a big content sigh “fuck baby I love your cock” and then Ilya is whining, low and driving into Shane, all the way, sinking his cock so deep it must hurt a bit for Shane, till he has no more space to go and he cums so hard his thigh and lower stomach cramp with it, Shaking as he ruts and pushes up up up into Shane, filling him.

When they both have words again, Shane giggles, fuck drunk and swats at Ilya’s ass and Ilya is shaking his head and pinching at Shane’s sides and calling him a cheat! A fucking cheat! He didn’t play faiiir and Shane is laughing, open and happy and locks his legs behind Ilya’s back when he does threaten to pull out and kisses his head and tell him it’s okay he won’t tell alone his pull out game is weak and Ilya pins his hands to the bed to tickle him until Shane is kicking at him and flushed all the way down his chest and Ilya gives in. He slumps onto Shane, biting back his smile. Fuck Shane is so fun and lovely and hot and everything he could have ever wanted. He puts his hand over Shane’s stomach, spreading his cum out with his fingers, making a mess that Shane will start to bitch about in the next ten or so seconds but Ilya beats him to it, pulls back to look at Shane and ask “what will we call the baby?” And then Shane is pushing Ilya out of him, avoiding eye contact and flushing and stumbling on dazed legs to the shower. Ilya catches his smile in the bathroom mirror as Ilya chases after him.

[sunnypeachyy]

Hudson Williams sharing his award with Connor Storrie.

[kaaaaaaarf]

the look on his face when he realized he won...I cry.

[hudconov]

Hudson’s face during Jacob’s speech

[hudsonswilliams]

[thisfeebleheart]

Hudson Williams and Connor Storrie for GQ (x)

[omgshesblowinbubbles]

What Ilya saw through that peephole 😭

[penandinkprincess]

ilya's lying ass sending shane "You suck at sexting." like it isn't REALLY doing it for him.

like for general sexting?? yeah shane's not earning medals.

for audience-specific sexting??? man is UNDEFEATED.

[i-fear-gritty]

boston raiders secret santa. ilya gets a magic 8 ball and for years has genuinely used it for major life decisions. at first it was for the bit but now he genuinely trusts that thing with his life

[rare-pair-summer]

☀️Rare Pair Summer 2026!

There are 9 weeks in our June 1st-July 31st challenge, and we've provided you 11 optional prompts (use them in any order) to help inspire you! There are no rules except that it has to be a rare pair. Check our FAQ for more details. See below for the text version.

1• Dare [Little Sparks: risks, first kisses, being reckless, calling someone’s bluff]

2• Heatwave [Little Sparks:  deserts, irritation, desire, hot sand, sleeplessness, nowhere cool enough to hide]

3• Cherry [Little Sparks: sweetness, color, fruit, lip balm, a stained mouth, patterned cloth]

4• Jealous [Little Sparks: sudden realization, inconvenient feelings, watching too closely]

5• Tattoo [Little Sparks: hidden history, curiosity, a clue, first one, meaning, matching, gone wrong]

6• Souvenir [Little Sparks: remembrance, gifts, love mark, stolen, proof that summer mattered]

7• Glasses [Little Sparks: drinks, to correct vision, observation, borrowing them, seeing someone differently]

8• Detour [Little Sparks: changed plans, scenic routes, arriving somewhere better/worse, choices]

9• Stranger [Little Sparks: anonymity, instant fascination, weird, meeting someone outside expectations]

10• Motel [Little Sparks: one night, vacancy signs, road-trip tension, wrong reservation, first time]

11• Drenched [Little Sparks: rainstorms, swimming, ruined plans, clothing clinging, water balloons]

Remember, the main prompt is "Rare Pair." These are just optional to help inspire you! See our pinned post for a link to the AO3 collection and links to our other "prompt games!"

[klainersofdegrassi]

Shoot every bot on tumblr.

[ilyarozanovgifs]

1.06 "The Cottage" | Do you want me to come with you?

[erin-go-blah]

“Shane Hollander was speaking French and he was breathless and smiling and drenched in sweat with his hair sticking up in all directions. His cheeks were pink and his lips were dark and wet. He looked so f*cking proud of himself.

Ilya told himself the twisted feeling in his stomach was just jealousy, but he was terrified that it was something much, much worse.”