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[huliajelena]

how‘s the water?

you‘re in it

yeah, but i want to know how you like it

[tinylilhollander]

The night before Shane might win his third Stanley cup, Ilya sends him the clip of his Stanley cup win.

Confused, Shane immediately calls him.

"Is this some new and unique way to psych me out before the final, Rozanov? I didn't know you had money on Detroit."

"No, I am sending for a good reason," Ilya laughs. "I know it sucks for us that when you win all your team will be kissing their girlfriends and Pike will be making out all gross with Jackie, and we will not be able to. So, I wanted to show you exactly where I first kissed the cup. It was on the top, right over where it says Ottawa 1905, left of where it says 'Challenge Cup'. I remember because I did this on purpose. We weren't anything then, but I was thinking of you. I couldn't help thinking of you. So if you kiss the same place, it will be a little like we are sharing a kiss. And only we will know about it."

And Shane feels the air clean knocked out of his lungs and the back of his throat get tight, as he barely gets out, "Baby, that's... Thank you. I don't know what to say. I love you so fucking much. I'll make sure you see our kiss, okay?"

"I will be watching. I love you, My Shane. Go show the world why Shane Fucking Hollander is the goat, okay?"

On the night Shane wins his third Stanley Cup, he kisses their spot on the cup, thinking only of Ilya, and longs for a day where he can pull him onto the ice like Scott did with Kip.

On the night Shane wins his fourth Stanley cup, he hoists the cup into the air with his captain, they both kiss the same spot on the trophy, and then in front of the world, on his home ice, Shane Hollander kisses his husband, and it feels like a promise fulfilled.

[discoedpanic]

status update: still can’t draw wings

¯\(◡‿◡✿) /¯  oh well

[ziusura]

This is so highly Americanized lmao. Dubcon and free use abounds. Various pairings and arrangements. Contains Ilya and Shane with others if that will bother you.

I’m thinking about a frat au set during covid. Think 2020-2021 school year when events couldn’t happen and frats/sororities were being reprimanded if even a secret party happened (and Covid spikes + contact tracer hell when they did). Bars are closed. Only secret events happening. Probably most of the frat funds are being spent on beer that the frats just drink themselves bored out of their skull bc classes are online on top of everything else.

Marly, Hayden, JJ, Shane, Ilya all live together in this ambiguous frat house. Imagine other hockey players if you’d like such as Connors and etc. It’s late October and they are all bored. There’s only so much alcohol you can drink with the boys and only the boys. There’s only so much activity when events and even the fucking gym is closed. There’s only so much porn you can watch even with the trove of the internet and yanking your own meat when everyone is practically on top of each other for weeks is…an experience.

So the Deal is struck. The deal, as it began out of the mouth of some supremely horny teenagers and young adults with so few critical thinking skills when their enclosures are under-stimulated, is thus: everyone puts their names in a hat and each week a person is drawn. That person is free game for getting off, a frat-slut if you will. If you want to use him you have to be willing to put your name in, so it’s fair. Hands are fine, but anything else has to be okayed. Crucially, everything has to be done in a public space of the house because otherwise that’s gay. This is just stress relief. Duh.

Hayden is drawn first. He’s supremely uncomfortable with this fact but Ilya makes a stupid joke about him being “number 1 in something at last” and Hayden says he’ll “be number 1 at jerking him off” out of anger so Ilya says prove it and they all just watch? Hayden jerk off ilya? (“That is 7th best handjob I have gotten” Ilya says and Hayden is yelling and he’s got Ilya’s jizz on his wrist) But the ice is broken.

Marly is sexting some girl who won’t break covid protocol for him on the couch when he begs Hayden to blow him. “I’ll do it to you when it’s my turn.” Hayden’s seen all of them jizz so much in his own hand (except Shane. Shane who put his name in but hasn’t used him.) and he’s so tired of marly’s whining that he agrees crankily. He drops to his knees in the living room and Marly props his phone over Hayden’s head with whatever girl’s nude he’s looking at and Hayden gives sloppy head. Marly doesn’t warn him and JJ runs into the living room when the yelling starts. It takes Shane and JJ to pull Hayden off of him and Shane is flushed at the sight of Hayden’s used mouth. The shine of spit and more at his chin.

JJ’s next and he says he’s got two hands so he’ll only ever take them two at a time. Ilya and Marly have to stare at each other while JJ pulls them off but it’s more awkward for everyone else. He doesn’t blow anyone, but he does offer once to shane when he sees how hard Shane is while JJ jerks Ilya and Marly (“I have a mouth too capitaine” idk what he’s the captain of I just like it when JJ says it). Shane makes excuses.

Marly gets it next and Hayden demands his return blow immediately. He also doesn’t warn and then yells “how did you like it!” After he spills in marly’s mouth (Marly choked and then swallowed bc he’s not spitting it on the signed jersey he’s wearing).

At dinner JJ pulls marly’s hand to his dick under the table and Hayden didn’t figure out what was happening until JJ started swearing in French when he got close. Shane saw it the whole time though. Heard it too when JJ’s cum hit the linoleum floor under the table. Ilya caught his eye and smirked.

Ilya is next after American Thanksgiving, because of course he would be. Shane put his name in the hopes that he’d get to try out a man and not have it be gay, but his name still wasn’t pulled.

Ilya needles at Shane. He’s seen how Shane keeps looking at them. He’s seen how Shane won’t take advantage of the deal he struck. At first he just offers his services after swallowing down JJ while he was playing Mario kart. “You are hard. Want me to take care of it?” He asks like it wasn’t seconds after swallowing cum. Shane deflects. Runs out of there. Hopes JJ didn’t think about it too much while sitting with his post nut haze.

Ilya lets Marly fuck his thighs from the back while they watch some shitty reality show they’ve been into lately because “I don’t want to miss any” and Shane nearly brains himself when he walks into the living room and sees Marly with his pants around his knees thrusting into Ilya. Except Ilya’s wearing shorts. And when Marly cums Ilya complains about it being between his thighs and all over his shorts. He catches Shane’s eye from where he still hasn’t moved from the door frame, clenching over the paint in a white knuckled grip. Ilya’s also tenting the front of his pants. None of the other guys got like that when they were the sluts.

“You want it” Ilya says to him when they’re alone in the kitchen later. He pushes Shane up against the counter because Shane keeps backing away. “You want me?” Ilya prods, then adds “you want to be me” and smiles at whatever Shane’s face does in response. “You want to suck their cocks?” Ilya says and Shane can’t do this. He freezes. He spits out “suck me” so he doesn’t have to look Ilya in the face. Except now he has to look at Ilya swallow him down. Ilya’s eyes as he looks up at him with Shane’s dick between his lips. It feels so good. It feels so much better than the beej’s he’s gotten from girls but functionally it’s the same. Ilya’s hard too and Shane wants so badly to try sucking him too. He tries to get Ilya to pull off because he saw Hayden’s melt down but Ilya just winks and swallows it. It’s the sexiest thing Shane’s ever seen and it’s not just because he’s in the middle of an orgasm.

Hayden walks in cheering that Shane finally did it when Shane tries to work up the bravery to ask if he can suck Ilya too. Ilya doesn’t know how any of them haven’t put together how good Ilya is as bjs. This wasn’t a natural gift.

Ilya pushes Shane into using him several more times.

Then Shane gets pulled. Over finals. He jerks off hayden because they’re best friends and he should “break the seal” first with him. It’s weird and Hayden moans Jackie’s name when he cums on Shane’s palm which makes Shane feel weird. Then he realizes Ilya’s been watching him jerk Hayden (a lie—Shane was aware of him the whole time) and has his hand down his shorts. He pulls himself out of his pants and for Hayden’s benefit, Ilya says “I sucked you” and Shane drops to his knees in front of him immediately. It’s amazing. It’s hot. Ilya pulls his face back to cum in his own palm but Shane just watches it and wishes he got to taste it. Shane’s hard and Hayden’s gone by now but Ilya nudges it with his foot. “Yes. You wanted to be used.”

Marly got a taste of intercrural from Ilya and asks to fuck Shane’s thighs after a study session. He does it right up against the kitchen table with the edge digging into Shane’s hips as Shane tries to pretend this isn’t something he wants. That he doesn’t want to pull his shorts down and have Marly slide right up into him too. The thought terrifies him, and then Marly stills at his back with his warm breath moaning on Shane’s neck. Ilya is there. He’s always there. Shane thinks he can see what Shane tries not to want.

Ilya confronts him later. Near the bathroom because they’re only allowed to use Shane in public. “I think you want to be fucked” he says and Shane denies denies denies. Ilya’s lips twist but it’s not a frown nor a smile. Like he’s endeared. “I want to fuck you,” Ilya says like it’s nothing. “You are slut, yes?” And Shane is. He’s the weeks frat slut. If Ilya wants to fuck him then he’s…he’s just supposed to. It’s fine. It doesn’t mean anything about Shane. Ilya fucks him against the wall right there, lube packet and condom stashed in Ilya’s pocket like he expected Shane’s response. Shane’s supposed to care about his first time having anal sex, probably, and should probably care that at least 2 of the others walked in and watched, but he was too busy jizzing against the wall opposite the bathroom. This was why people had sex. It didn’t have to be bad and uncomfortable.l; it could feel amazing.

He lets JJ fuck him too. He’s got a hard final coming up, and Shane shrugged when JJ asked and made a comment about Ilya’s use. “Sure” he said, and he made eye contact with Ilya filling up a glass of water at the kitchen sink while he came over JJ’s notes over the kitchen table. It wasn’t a fluke. Shane could come without touching himself as long as someone was inside him.

Ilya and Marly double teamed him. Eiffel towered really. And once Marly turned with a satisfied sigh to toss the condom, Ilya pressed a kiss to Shane’s head. Shane licked his lips; they felt suddenly lonely.

By the end of finals week even Hayden had fucked him (again moaning Jackie’s name). Most of the guys had gone home by the end of the week, but not Ilya. They fucked in Ilya’s bedroom, in private. That was pretty gay.

[isolabellz]

holographic print + sticker anyone?

[makeadealwithdean]

hollanovaas group chat!

ilya and luca react to the bts video from shane’s bvlgari shoot 🤭🩵

[major-crimes]

9.03

12.23

15.18

Devastated by the way the writers describe Dean’s reactions to Cas dying

[stilinscute]

roughing the rookie

by stilinscute

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“So, you fight now? You are fighter, da?” Ilya’s fingers tighten around Luca’s jaw when he tries to shake his head. “Big, strong hockey player,” he taunts. “Too tough to fight back by scoring goals, has to fight back with fists.”

“N-no, Ilya, I’m-”

“Try again, rookie.” Ilya presses closer to Luca, causing him to have to crane his neck up to meet Ilya’s hard stare and arch his back further against Shane’s torso. There’s a challenge in Ilya’s stare; mixed with the anger and worry and a much harder to read, other thing.

Luca swallows, eyelashes fluttering shut as he takes a deep, shuddering breath. “Captain,” he whispers on an exhale. His hands come up to grasp at the wrist of the hand Ilya has wrapped around Luca’s jaw- not pulling it away- just holding, squeezing. “M’not a fighter, I didn’t mean to-”

Ilya tsks, cutting Luca off as he shakes his head disapprovingly. “But you did, didn’t you, rookie?”

[twirlingfreckles]

I’m gonna say something controversial

[twirlingfreckles]

If anyone in the HREU is destiel, it’s Troy and Harris

[twirlingfreckles]

Ok let me clarify. Troy and Harris are like if Four Letter Word for Intercourse got a screen adaptation with the serial numbers filed off and then someone wrote fanfic where the Dean-character was a hockey player and the Cas-character was a social media manager

[makeadealwithdean]

hollanovaas text fic where ilya and luca react to shane’s newest brand deal 💋🐾

[makeadealwithdean]

welcome back fimmf 💋

[em0grrrl]

warning nsfw hollanov:

Ilya standing in front of Shane at the edge of the bed, Shane looking up at him through his lashes. He wasn’t trying to be cute, Ilya didn’t think Shane had ever in his life tried to be cute. But he was adorable. Brown eyes so warm and wanting, freckled cheeks and his lips - pouty, perfectly plump and wet. He couldn’t stop licking his lips as he watched Ilya.

Ilya was still dressed, in contrast to the naked body in front of him. He had undone his fly and pulled his pants down just enough to to pull out his cock and stroke it slowly, close enough to Shane’s mouth for him to spit on it but far enough he couldn’t take him into his mouth.

He was not allowed to touch tonight.

Ilya wanted to tease him, play with him. Well, Shane had wanted him to. He might not have asked directly, but Ilya had come to understand his desires and how to read what Shane couldn’t say.

“I like when you are in control, and I have to listen to you…”

“You want me to tell you what to do?”

“Yes…”

“Do you want me to be nice to you?”

“…No…”

And so, Shane was completely nude, hands under his thighs, sitting on the edge of the bed watching Ilya playfully lift his shirt up, exposing his abs and the sculpted divot leading from his waist to his cock. Shane felt like drooling, watching him stroke himself slowly, dragging his finger over the head of his length and coating it with the spit he had donated earlier. He wanted it in his mouth, he wanted to taste him. He wanted to be full of him.

Ilya paused his stroking to remove his shirt and pants, and grabbed himself again, this time pressing the tip of his penis onto Shane’s lips. So perfect and soft, so inviting.

“Keep your mouth closed.”

Shane nodded, kissing gently but not devouring the way he wanted. He looked up at Ilya with so much adoration he felt sick. Ilya was beautiful, his cock was beautiful, the salty taste was so familiar and it drove Shane crazy that this was all his. That he could suck this dick. Get fucked by this man. He couldn’t stop his eyes from rolling back a little, dizzy at the thought of everything he wanted Ilya to do to him, and his tongue slipped out between his lips,

just one lick.

Ilya hissed and pulled back. Used his free hand to grab Shane’s jaw and squeeze tight so his lips were scrunched up and so, so adorable. So -

“Greedy.” Ilya tried his best to bite his cheek and keep a stern face. Shane was supposed to be listening.

“I’m going to give you what you want. You just have to be good and listen. Ok?”

Shane’s eyes were welling up now, a little embarrassed but so turned on, his own dick twitching as he nodded in agreement.

“Ah?”

“Yes. Okay. I will listen.”

“Good. Lie back. And keep your hands under you.”

Ilya freed his hand from Shane’s jaw and allowed him to scooch back on the bed, tucking his hands obediently beneath his back. Fully exposed.

“So pretty for me.”

Ilya grabbed Shane’s legs and pushed them up to his chest. Sank to his knees and licked a long stripe against Shane’s hole, pleased with the pulsation against his tongue.

“So sweet.”

Shane bit his lip in an effort to mute the moan escaping his throat.

Ilya ran his hands down Shane’s thighs, massaging and squeezing the muscle as he playfully pressed his tongue in and out. When Shane’s stomach began to shudder from anticipation, and the fabric on the bed was being pulled enough to scrunch up underneath him, Ilya finally swirled his tongue around Shane’s entrance, kissing and sucking and prodding in and -

Shane’s hand flew to Ilya’s hair and grabbed hard. He couldn’t help himself.

Ilya shot his hand up to Shane’s wrist, which fell limp immediately in the realization of his mistake.

He pulled his mouth off and looked at Shane, tutting his teeth.

“Not supposed to touch.”

Shane squirmed under his gaze.

“Mmm’I know…I’m sorry.”

He was beginning to pant in anxiety. Ilya stood, hand still gripping Shane’s wrist, and kneeled into the bed, knees touching the outside of Shane’s hips. His cock was just grazing Shane’s own, joining a string of precum between them. Shane twitched against him, tried to pull his hand back, but Ilya held firm.

He leaned down, bringing his mouth to Shane’s, and licked long and slow from the corner of his mouth to his ear.

“You didn’t listen.”

He shifted his hips back a little, guiding his cock to line up with Shane’s hole.

“Mmmsorry…”

Shane’s eyes were pinched closed, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth.

Ilya pressed in, ever so lightly.

“You think you even deserve my cock?”

Shane shook his head no.

“No. You don’t. You’re lucky you are so pretty. I want to fuck you anyways. Even if you are a greedy little brat. That’s what you are right?”

Ilya tugged rough at Shane’s earlobe, licked the skin under it and sank his teeth in.

Shane’s whimper sounded like he was about to cry. His dick was twitching so much against Ilya’s stomach, making a leaky mess.

“Tell me.”

Ilya pushed in more, felt Shane trying to relax around the head of his cock.

“Tell me how much of a bad boy you are.”

Shane uttered a shaky breath,

“I’m so - so bad.”

“Not good enough.”

Ilya pulled away, hovering just outside of Shane.

“Fuck. I’m such a bad boy. Please Ilya.”

Pleased, Ilya laid a quick peck on Shane’s temple,

“Ok.”

He raised Shane’s arm above his head, and took his other arm from beneath him to meet it, pinning them into the mattress.

Shane was staring into Ilya’s eyes, and he held his stare the entire time that Ilya eased into him. Even as his jaw fell slack and the breath in his throat hitched, he looked right at Ilya.

“Fuck Shane.”

Ilya was all the way inside of him, dick encompassed by the tight hot muscle squeezing and clenching. They had done some foreplay with a plug beforehand, so he was just able to slide in, but he could feel it was a stretch for Shane.

“So fucking tight.”

He began to move his hips in and out.

“So fucking good for my dick.”

Shane’s legs wrapped around Ilya, digging his heels into his back, keep him close so his own cock could rub against Ilya’s skin. He was melting into a blubbering mess of whines and quick breaths, wrists flexing under Ilya’s grip.

“Fuck Shane. Fuck.”

Ilya moved his lips to Shane’s, dragging him into a sloppy kiss of lips, spit, teeth, and tongue. Tasting everything he could, stealing the moans and whimpers from Shane for himself. They were ricocheting around his head, travelling down his throat into the pit of his stomach.

Shane kissed back with an equal voracity, trying to claim any touch from Ilya he could. He wanted so badly to grab his curls, scratch his back, knead or maybe even smack his ass, but he was pinned, at the mercy of the man inside of him.

Their kissing became simply breathing into each others mouths, quick pants and grunts that accelerated once Ilya found Shane’s prostate and began ramming into it. Shane’s legs were shaking, sweat forming on his forehead, so close. Ilya just knew.

“Come for me. You wanted to be greedy? Take it. Come on my dick - now.

Ilya kissed Shane again, humming as he pounded his hips into Shane, emboldened by the squeeze enveloping his entire body, and pulled back just in time to watch Shane cry out and scrunch his brows together as he came on his stomach.

He let go of his hands, and leaned into his elbows on either side of Shane’s head, keeping his rhythm and driving into Shane in search of his own climax.

Tears were sliding down Shane’s cheeks as he moved his hands into Ilya’s hair, resting them in the soft curls he had been dying to touch all night.

And that did it for Ilya. Being held, being needed, being touched so tenderly by sweet, desperate Shane, Ilya shook as he pumped his orgasm into Shane and collapsed on to him.

They stayed silent for a few beats, just moving with each others breaths.

“You ok?”

Shane’s voice was quiet, cooing as his fingered Ilya’s curls.

“Mmmm.”

Ilya took a deep inhale of the fresh musk of Shane’s neck.

“You don’t listen.”

Shane chuckled and lifted Ilya’s Chin to face him with one hand.

“Sorry,” He said with a huge cocky grin. “Next time you’ll have to tie me up better.”

Brat.

“Yes. I think so…”

[jewelcoatfish]

harris comes up with a really funny prank idea where the centaurs would go up to shane during practice and tell him some outrageous thing his husband did, and basically gauge his reaction. this allows for domestic hollanov™ content and shane hollander being #strict.

what they didn’t expect, however, was shane inventing new levels of downbadisms and basically defends his husband and/or justifying his actions every time. he basically “yeah but” his way to ilya being a perfect angel who can do no wrong

ilya was waiting (giddily) for a stern talking to from his husband and instead melts into a puddle

[pixe7ed]

05-10✨ HBD Shane Hollander!!!

[maybe-flora]

it will forever be a little insane to me how ilya rozanov, born and raised in russian, total jock/party bro, father-is-police-brother-is-police guy, somehow has never had an ounce of internalized homophobia in his body. canonically just saw being bi as an extra opportunity for hot sex. started experimenting with guys at 16 and simply never questioned it. and like yeah he’s a top but it’s also so clear that he does not see being a bottom as a demeaning or less masculine thing in the slightest. this man goes on to wear leopard shirts and booty shorts and flicks his hands gayfully and makes gay jokes at his jock colleagues and being tender with other men is like second nature to him and He’s actually the one to makes the ‘oh are you scared of being gay?’ ‘cuz I thought you might be gay when you were sucking my dick’ jokes.

this man this mannnn i want to pick his brain apart with a tweezer

[ohnofuckno]

At some point the cens realise Luca always says roZAnov instead of ROzanov like the rest of them and when they ask him about it he's just like "? Thats how its pronounced?" And they all send looks to roz who just nods.

"So we've just all been saying it wrong?"

"Yes. But so does every other north American. always have, I dont care."

And suddenly everyone is trying to convince him that he's allowed to insist that people pronounce it correctly and he's trying to convince them that he truly does not care because he just considers it a translation into the accent and it flows easier within english sentences.

Shane is having a little crisis in the corner mumbling rozanov to himself over and over trying to figure out if he says it right.

From then on, the whole team makes the effort to change it, and Ilya (as much as he insists it isnt necessary) is secretly touched.