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☀️ @myhazeleyes on ao3

[myhazeleyess]

⋆˚࿔ hello my lovelies , welcome to my blog! ༘⋆

i’m so happy to have you here! :)

to start off my name is violet , however i much prefer just V or vi on here ! my pronouns are she/her , i’m 20 , and i enjoy rants , making friends , pretending i’m funny , and trying to keep things somewhat aesthetically pleasing !

(i’m pretty new to tumblr so bare with me)

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۶ৎ my ao3 is @ myhazeleyes ⌞ which should be linked ⌝

ᯓ my current WIP is called Twisting the Knife , a Scream x Heated Rivalry AU ⌞ should also be linked ⌝

below you’ll find some of my favorite fandoms/interests!

⋆⟢ heated rivalry (obviously *insert eye roll*)

⋆⟢ harry potter

⋆⟢ more specifically mauraders era

⋆⟢ even more specifically ⌞ jegulus , wolfstar , drarry ⌝

⋆⟢ off campus

⋆⟢ scream

⋆⟢ hunger games

⋆⟢ heartstopper , red white & royal blue , young royals

⋆⟢ general hockey ⌞that i pretend to know shit about⌝

⋆⟢ etc , etc

be warned , i tend to ramble a LOT. i will talk about the same shit over and over and over. this has genuinely become a safe space for me in fandom so let’s try to keep things positive (other than obvious angst i post) and just spread love!

i’ll start, happy scrolling & much love, V.

[myhazeleyess]

hi friends!

little TTK update (not chapter just a literal life update) has been published!! hoping to come back super soon but just wanted to share a bit in what’s been going on and more reasons why i haven’t published a new chapter other than just writers block.

thank you all for your patience, much love!

—V.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[myhazeleyess]

my writers block has hit me harder than sixteen tons of bricks… i haven’t managed to write a single new sentence in 2 weeks… meanwhile i did somehow manage to sit down one evening and rewrite the prologue (that i have not actually updated on ao3) and like maybe one sentence of chapter one… uhhh more Twisting the Knife to come soon? i think? (????????)

[myhazeleyess]

oh allie hayes how i see you how i understand you how i love you how i so desperately yearn to be you

oh and bagging the literal dean fucking di laurentis girl nvm fuck you

no but genuinely if i had an ounce of the confidence allie has i think i would be unstoppable i love her so

[myhazeleyess]

Twisting the Knife

—by myhazeleyes on ao3

Chapter one out now!!! So excited for yall to read this one, and sorry for the wait. I definitely didn’t rewrite approx 65 times (literally not exaggerating..)

Enjoy!

-V.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/84648981/chapters/223350981

[isnt-that-wizardd]

here's the thing. ilya loves having shane in his arms. that is a fact. he loves coming up to hug him from behind, he loves pulling him in for a kiss, loves dragging shane in to sit on his lap, loves getting his hands on every part of his body he possibly can to re-map the expanse of his skin as if he didn't memorize it years ago. holding shane in his embrace, feeling him relaxed and warm against him, knowing he's here and safe, ilya loves that. there's a part of him that never wants to let go.

but by god, ilya rozanov LOVES being in shane's arms. ilya is used to being a large guy, tall and muscular and hot and intimidating looking - all perfect for hockey, all great for when he was seeking out a hookup, but not so perfect for when he just wanted to exist, just needed casual comforts and softness and to not be Rozanov™ for a while. but none of that matters with shane. because shane matches his build and his height and his muscle, and even if he didn't neither of them would care, but for once it gets to be ilya who curls up in a strong, comforting embrace and fuck, he never, ever wants to leave. he LOVES cuddling into shane's side when they watch TV, with shane's arm over his shoulders and a hand running through his hair. he LOVES laying between his legs and curling up against his chest, he LOVES shane casually wrapping an arm around his waist, even if it's just to move him out of the way, he LOVES that shane never seems to want to stop playing with his curls, he LOVES the sweet loving kisses pressed to his cheek and his neck and his hands, he LOVES being the little spoon or falling asleep in any way that means he's comfortable in shane's embrace. ilya's absolute favorite place in the world to be is wrapped up in shane hollander, feeling more loved and adored and cared for than he knows what to do with. it has been so long since he's ever felt even a fraction of the comfort and safety that he feels when shane cuddles him up, reminding him that it's okay to just let go every once in a while and soak it in. the moment shane gets his hands on him, ilya is just absolutely melting, falling in love all over again. if he could spend forever in shane's arms, he would, with the only breaks being the times when they switch it up so he's holding shane instead. they are each other's safe space and happy place, and physical touch is just SO important

[myhazeleyess]

Twisting the Knife

—by myhazeleyes on ao3

question!

for anyone who’s read the prologue of TTK or is planning to, i’m in the middle of (aka i’ve barely started) writing a luca haas interlude. basically a chap entirely in luca’s pov that describes his background / most of his rookie year / how he gets to living with ilya. so would you rather read this as a one shot that’s linked in the TTK universe, OR would you rather it be a chapter in between chapters 1 and 2 but still in the fic? i’m having a hard time deciding someone help!!

anyway first chapter should be up so so soon! in the meantime, here’s the prologue link again 😝

https://archiveofourown.org/works/84648981

[myhazeleyess]

Twisting the Knife

—by myhazeleyes on AO3

Summary: After the Montreal Voyageurs completely turn their backs on their Captain, Shane Hollander, and force him off of the team, Ilya Rozanov wants nothing but revenge.

One by one, the Voyageurs start getting picked off. Found murdered in their own homes. By the hands of a masked killer: [Ghostface].

But this time, the infamous “Act 3 finale” might not exist. No epic reveal. No grand motive. Well, just one: protect Shane Hollander at all costs.

Hi friends!! Welcome to my first published story on AO3! The prologue is officially up now eek i’m so excited !!!

This is a Scream x Heated Rivalry AU with Ilya as Ghostface, injured Shane, the Metros being assholes (except Hayden & J.J.) and a bunch of unrealistic shit like players on different teams joining in to become murderers / being accessories to murder. Please make sure you read the tags & the authors note at the beginning as it goes over important warnings / other notes!

I’m so hype for you guys to read this, and thank you for giving it a chance! Much love, V.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[myhazeleyess]

first official sneak peak of twisting the knife my current WIP!! i’ll post the plot soon!

His own jaw pulsed as he tried to contain the utter fiery anger that was threatening to explode out of him.

and like here’s the thing. i’m not even sharing this because i like the way it’s written (which i do!) BUT i’m just full on cracking up because for some reason that has nothing to do with this fic — it’s making me think of that scene where rose and shane are on the news and ilya turns off the tv and then gets off the bike and proceeds to full on stub his fucking toe. like the way you can see his entire mouth just rearrange in complete fury UGH connor’s acting oh my god.

anyways! hoping to post the prologue on ao3 within the next few days if i can get more written!

much love, V.

[deadcrow-donteat]

baby shane who hates physical contact, especially out of the blue. his parents who can only do so much when relatives expect hugs and kisses when they see him and don't care that it clearly makes him uncomfortable. baby shane who learns that family can demand physical affection and you're a bad kid if you don't give it to them.

teenage shane who learns that his girlfriends expect hugs and kisses and holding hands and an arm around their shoulders, who has already learned that he's the one in the wrong for not wanting to. teenage shane who's just gotten used to teammates giving him high-fives or fistbumps or pats on the back. teenage shane who sees physical affection as a box to check in to be a good friend, good boyfriend, good teammate. teenage shane who never really stopped feeling like a bad kid for not wanting to.

young adult shane, who meets ilya and for once doesn't have to brace himself for a handshake. who goes for a second without thinking about it. young adult shane who lets ilya grab his face and push him into walls and for the first time in his life skin-to-skin contact doesn't hurt, for the first time in his life he's comfortable letting someone touch him and for the first time in his life he's touching them too and going back for more, and maybe he's finally not a bad kid anymore.

adult shane who's in a relationship with ilya, who's having a bad day and for the first time avoids ilya's touch. and he's so scared that he's a bad kid again, that he was getting better and now he's ruined it, he's failed to check the boxes of good boyfriend, so he tries again to lean into ilya, but it feels like his skin is crawling and he can't do it. ilya who notices and moves away, and shane is so sure this is the end, but instead ilya looks at him and asks what's wrong and listens when shane explains that he can't do physical contact right now and asks what he can do to help, and shane realizes maybe he wasn't a bad kid in the first place.