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(in the hotel room at the end of the 1st time scene, ep 1) “Hollander, look, I’m not going to tell anyone.” He sighed and cast his eyes to the side. It was becoming clear, now: this guy was even more uptight than he seemed. He shifted, following the vibe in the room. “I, uh, I have early flight tomorrow,” he said easily, and Hollander was quick to agree, yeah yeah, him too, probably eager to see the back of him so he could have a gay panic attack or watch 16 hours of tape or whatever he did with his boring time. Rozanov had gotten dressed in front of plenty of hookups and he always refused to feel awkward doing it. He shimmied his pants on, felt Hollander’s eyes, wondered if they’d end up doing this again. If he even wanted to, or if it was out of his system now. He wondered if he’d do it again. Probably not. He got dressed quickly, holding on to the satisfaction in his body. He glanced at the bed. He still had his socks on, and only his socks. Something tugged at one corner of his mouth. There were plenty of reasons why once was enough, not least that Hollander was his polar opposite in almost every way. Ilya could fuck plenty of people he actually liked chatting with after, and save Hollander for beating on the ice, the only time he was really interesting. He was dressed. He looked at the bed again and Hollander shifted to sit up more and the muscles in his torso moved under his skin. He wondered if Hollander would want to do it again. He sighed to make himself loose and easy. Hollander would probably be too scared to want to do it again. “Goodnight.” He looked at Ilya, scared and embarrassed and somehow resolute. There was still something in his eyes. Something that seemed like it was just for him. “‘Night.” He shut the door behind him without a backwards glance.
somehow still rewatching HR and i noticed something!
the post-sex scene in Vegas is obviously awkward and distant and dissonant, but i always wondered vaguely what exactly made it that way? Like how did the vibe shift from the crazy sex to that scene of sitting in bed together with ilya in full shut-down mode?
& it turns out, when you remember that question going into the beginning of the hot sex part, you see that the answer is: the vodka.
Ilya fucked up when he did that little 'nooo vodka is for after as your reward' move in his dumb young horny sex game. Bc he's a gentleman and shane definitely earned it, so he's obviously gonna stand by it & pour him a glass when they're done.
But that means he's stuck, post-orgasm, with Shane Hollander in his suite having a glass of vodka with him. Which, it's not like it's remotely possible that Shane Hollander is gonna shoot said vodka. He's gonna take small sips with pauses in between and we all know this. Which is kind of a fucking problem because that means now they're sitting together drinking for entire minutes, & also now apparently Shane is some kind of hesitantly concerned for his safety over the summer, and talking is not part of this
& thus the terrible vibe in that post-coital scene that we witness, + no kisses for anyone elevator sadness :(
wait lol other people probably knew this?
but since getting consumed by heated rivalry it's been on my mind that I'd seen a big popular Stucky hockey AU fic and scrolled past it bc i didn't think i could get into hockey enough (lmao); i was hoping to find it again to read and because it seemed like a good bet the author would be writing HR fic
...I just learned Game Changers was originally a Stucky fanfiction. I think the fic I've been looking for is the original story written by rachel reid hahaha 🤯
I really enjoy my headcanon that in the 1st sex scene Ilya makes a rapid shift from "lol what a nerd" to "oh god oh fuck" when realizing Shane Hollander isn't just gonna fold his damn pants but Also His Undies
Ilya daydreaming about an alternate life where his mom ran away to Canada with him and Alexei when they were kids and he and Shane played together
I needed to focus on work and life and not the relentless Heated Rivalry brainrot spiral my mind was in this week so I promised my brain if it would calm the fuck down about The Hockey Boys and be present I would give 100% all of Friday to doing nothing and rewatching and reading fic and it worked and i'm having an intensely great day about it
I needed to focus on work and life and not the relentless Heated Rivalry brainrot spiral my mind was in this week so I promised my brain if it would calm the fuck down about The Hockey Boys and be present I would give 100% all of Friday to doing nothing and rewatching and reading fic and it worked and i'm having an intensely great day about it
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“…My God. Oh my God.” “Hydra really did a number on him, didn’t they?” Tony was trying to sound nonchalant, but the tightness in his voice and the tension in his shoulders betrayed his uneasiness. “Must be a nightmare, getting him through airport security.”
From my fic-in-progress, Technical Issues. lord knows if i’m ever going to finish and post it
@shackleton2 #where fic. show fic#want read#so good this#winter soldier me too I looked it up https://archiveofourown.org/works/56136796
@wintersoldiersocks yeaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!
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“…My God. Oh my God.” “Hydra really did a number on him, didn’t they?” Tony was trying to sound nonchalant, but the tightness in his voice and the tension in his shoulders betrayed his uneasiness. “Must be a nightmare, getting him through airport security.”
From my fic-in-progress, Technical Issues. lord knows if i’m ever going to finish and post it
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“…My God. Oh my God.” “Hydra really did a number on him, didn’t they?” Tony was trying to sound nonchalant, but the tightness in his voice and the tension in his shoulders betrayed his uneasiness. “Must be a nightmare, getting him through airport security.”
From my fic-in-progress, Technical Issues. lord knows if i’m ever going to finish and post it
..............has anyone checked out the show Heated Rivalry
Favourite Male Character:
↳ Bucky Barnes
life is just making messes and cleaning them up
"I love you but you're doing wrong in a way I cannot condone" and "I hate you but you're being wronged in a way I cannot stomach" are top tier and I need more of them.
Reblog to give prev the power to write their fanfiction
Reblog to give prev the TIME to write their fanfiction
Reblog to give prev the hocus focus to write their fanfiction.
Reblog to give prev the energy to write their fanfiction
maybe if i imagine the character all my problems will be solved