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if ilya rozanov purred “such a good trick” in my face and then kissed me like i was ancient valuable porcelain with a five figure insurance policy and then proceeded to ghost me for 6 months i would kill him with a hammer
i really am tickled by the idea of scott hunter being canonically only 3 yrs older than ilya and catching stray after stray for being old. yet also in my mind cliff is fully in his mid 30s when ilya is a rookie and whenever they get drunk together cliff gets emotional and is like “do you think im washed lil bro…..” and ilya is like “NO are you kidding me……you are stud…..just now in your prime…..”
the idea that hollander "tamed" rozanov is really funny to shane because like. ilya finds it hot and is always going along with it, yes of course my husband is so sexy why do you think i moved to this boring fucking city. for dick. meanwhile shane knows the truth which is that ilya tamed himself. he herded shane like a sheepdog until he was exactly in the right position for ilya to flop down at his feet and say i love you, i am a one man guy, sleep with other people if you want but you are it for me, so shane is always there like ??? ilya. what are you talking about. i was literally prepared to be a secret slot on your roster for the rest of time without even admitting that i was gay until you decided to have me over make me lunch and say my name while you come like a love confession and ilya goes lyubmiyy. shut up. i was untamable you tamed the untamable and so shane has to be like yes, baby, i worked so hard, i used all my tricks but he's rolling his eyes because ilya wants to be a wolf shane coaxed inside to sleep on the hearth but instead he's a cat who snuck through the window and fell in love with his prey. self domesticated. and this is just one of the many perfect games they play
Give me Shane awkwardly trying "queer culture" things that Ilya and Harris try to introduce him to and hating it.
Give me Shane "hates clubbing and bars" Hollander not minding Kingfisher in the afternoon but refusing to go at night. Give me Shane never understanding the slang (he's never online) and being overstimulated by drag brunch (it's so LOUD and nothing fits his diet even once he loosens it a little and brunch as a concept throws off his entire routine) and utterly bored by any TV show that isn't the latest game replay (is this reality TV? Is it a drama? He can't remember and he can't tell the difference but honestly he'd rather be watching hockey) and unable to remember the difference between Lady Gaga and Cher (he never listens to music anyway) and completely disinterested in changing his wardrobe (for fancy events he wears whatever his stylist tells him to but not anything adventurous, because he just wants to look acceptable not make a statement).
Give me Shane feeling alienated from gay culture the way he sometimes feels alienated from Japanese culture and being so frustrated that being himself, exactly as he is, still isn't good enough for anyone.
Give me a Shane Hollander who doesn't want to be "the gay hockey player" the same way he doesn't want to be "the Asian hockey player" but he'll suck it up because he's such an inspiration, don't you know how many kids look up to you? Don't you know how much it matters to them to see you out there loud and proud?
Give me Shane finally snapping at Ilya that clearly he's not "super gay" if he's so bad at it, because he's sick and tired of everyone being disappointed that he's not up on whatever the latest queer culture trend is and he does not want to be a "gay icon," he just wants to play hockey and love his husband, and he's not magically a different person now that everyone knows he's gay.
Give me Ilya reckoning with how coming out has only put more expectations on Shane's shoulders and noticing the roles Shane is always forced into - the Asian player, the gay player - and understanding a bit more why privacy seemed like a better guarantee of freedom to Shane than openness.
Give me Ilya promising Shane that he loves him exactly as he is, jocky and offline and dedicated to hockey, that he never has to change anything about himself to seem more palatable to anyone, and fuck anyone who thinks Shane isn't *anything* enough, because he's always been perfect for Ilya.
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shane constantly using the restroom as an excuse to leave a situation & regroup (wimbledon lunch with his parents, at the club with rose) vs. ilya actively disrupting shane in these moments (2014 vegas, club scene again)
yuna hollander ep4 "i don't want you to lie, that's not who you are" // ep6 "we thought maybe you were gay" never having a conversation about it vs. the ccm shoot "we can forget what happened in there" / "wow, you're a really bad liar"
something about how everyone around shane lets him put on his masks except ilya who's always digging his claws in at the edges to see what's underneath
Ilya waking up in the middle of the night it’s somewhere between three and four am. He doesn’t know ehat woke him up, but he’s all mostly asleep and still all heavy and eyes shut when he realises his Shane is nowhere to be seen. Or felt. Really since his eyes are shut. Ilya is like ????????!!!!!!!! What ! The heck and his hands are fumbling on the mattress looking and he’s like what. The hell. Where is he.
And when he has no success in finding the warm skin of Shane, he craves and squints one exhausted eye half open peering around the dark of the room, a small amount of moonlight through the window. He sees a lump across the bed from him just out of his arm span. Shane. Ilya pushes his tired body up onto his elbow, presses his fist into one eye and scrubs at it until he can blink both of them open. He shivers, a cool breeze pushing in from the ajar window- Shane likes the cool air even in winter, because he likes the thick covers in bed and the weight of Ilya but he hates overheating- so as a man that runs very warm the crack of the window is enough balance for all his comforts. Ilya gets cold easy but he doesn’t mind too much, when he has Shane to keep him warm. But his Shane has rolled away in his sleep and this will not do.
Ilya takes a big shuddery breath, yawns and scoots himself closer to his boy, his hand moving to find Shane’s bare waist. His skin radiates warm and Ilya smiles, a warm soft thing. His Shane. Ilya moves until he’s draped up over Shane’s back, grunts as he nuzzles his face to find the curve of Shane’s warm neck. He presses his nose to soft short hairs at the base of Shane’s neck, takes a hungry breath of him, his shampoo and skin and soap and sweat. Ilya wants to bite him. He wants to keep him on his tongue forever. Ilya’s arm is curled to his own chest, the other arm slung over Shane’s sleepy soft form. His hand is flat on Shane’s stomach, feeling the rise and fall of his breaths. Ilya uses his hand to pull Shane back into him, pressed flush to Ilya’s chest, and Ilya tangles their legs, digs his cold toes into Shane’s calf. He lets out a sleepy happy moan, it’s so fucking good, holding Shane, waking up and having the other half of his heart laying in the bed within arms reach, to wake up and look over and seek out his love, make himself cosy with him.
Ilya squeezes Shane again, rubs his face into his neck and shoulder. Fuck he loves him so horribly. He wants to exist in this moment forever, holding Shane in the sleep suspended hours of the night, nothing to do but curl closer and sleep together, find rest with each other. Be gentle and with his Shane, feel him breath. Shane makes a soft sound and Ilya fears he’s woken him, kisses by Shane’s ear and rubs his hand over his side and hip. Shane makes a slurred sound that could be Ilya’s name, could be a yawn or just total gibberish. Ilya keeps petting him, hoping Shane won’t wake up. Shane moves again, fussed and then rolls over in Ilya’s arms, like a sleepy angry worm he fusses and wriggles until his face is mushed against Ilya’s chest, Ilya flat to bed with the weight of Shane on him, still asleep breaths deep even and heavy. Ilya tucks his smile into Shane’s hair and nuzzles at his temples, pulls the covers up over Shane’s shoulders and smooths a hand up and down Shane’s back, the other resting on his ass, fingers slipped under the waistband.
Ilya fights sleep as long as he can, to feel his Shane close, feel how they breathe together, how Shane’s hand is tucked against Ilya’s neck.
getting so hard I’m gonna faint at the thought of some player chirping Ilya post coming out but it’s specifically targeted at Ilya’s mother (irina foundation being common knowledge) and for once, Ilya doesn’t have a comeback- he’s in a slump, he’s depressed, he’s feeling raw, and he freezes- just long enough for Shane to glide up, drop his gloves and punch the guy in the face so hard he knocks him out cold <3 that’s Shane’s man you’re talkin to <3
I've read so many fics where our boys are doing laundry every single time they fuck and I get it, I too am not a bodily fluid enjoyer
however!
may I introduce the concept of the sex blanket? it's big and soft but not too slidey. it's lightweight enough to be easily bundled into the washer or a picnic basket ('oh my god, ilya, not in the park') but heavy enough to absorb their sweat and come without getting it on what's underneath. it's just the right texture for shane to have on his back or his knees or his ass or rubbing against his face. it's machine washable and dries quickly without getting too wrinkled. it's a kind of ugly nondescript colour that doesn't seem to stain. it's a practical (because shane) and endearing (to ilya) solution
with me so far? okay.
now please imagine the sex blanket as mating call. Ilya comes home from the grocery store and shane is sitting reading on the sofa, glasses on, not looking at ilya - but he's laid out the sex blanket across the couch and ilya immediately drops the groceries on the floor. shane gets out of the shower after his morning run expecting ilya to be up with anya or making them breakfast - but he's on the sex blanket on the bed, smirking, and shane gets hard so fast he's weak from it. one time ilya lays the sex blanket out on the patio while they're making dinner and shane can't stop shooting glances at it through the patio doors, getting flustered even though they're cooking something complicated with a lot of steps that he really needs to focus on. Ilya pretends innocence and won't touch him until they're outside after dinner...on the sex blanket.
all I'm saying is I think our boys are pavloving themselves into getting hard at the sight or feel of a particular blanket and I'm so proud of them yay
Y’all I’m screaming
Ilya asks David what the defense again Shane’s big brown eyes are and the first time he’s just like , “I’ve been married to Yuna for 20 years and have never figured it out.”
but one late night when they've had entirely too much good Russian vodka Ilya laments that he agreed to some stupid retreat with Shane cause he asked with his big ole bambi eyes and David just grips his shoulder and says, “Theres only one solution to eyes. I figured it out like 5 years in.” And Ilya leans closer ready to have receive the secret and David just slurs “a good dicking is the only solution.”
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