ShadeGarden

[orteil42]

given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that

[azaablue]

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be a part of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

[selfdestructive-selfobserver]

Looking for a fic!

Ilya is really angry/blaming himself and he goes outside to punch a tree because he doesn’t want Shane to see him

[darlingofdots]

In the background of the video clip, posted by a fan at the hotel breakfast just before Christmas 2018, Shane Hollander is talking on the phone. He looks tired but he's smiling, pushing scrambled eggs around his plate with a fork. "I saw, baby," he says. "No, definitely, no way that was slashing, I'm with you. You'll get them next time, though. Beautiful goal you got in the first, that was so fucking sexy. I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Love you."

Which leads to a bit of an uproar because omg Shane Hollander has a girlfriend?? who plays hockey???? that's so on brand for him like. okay who was playing last night and got a goal in the first period, we need to find the woman who has Shane Hollander crooning into his phone like a lovestruck teenager. and the consensus lands on an unsuspecting and entirely unrelated CWHL forward who has never even been in the same city as Shane but the Internet is running with the story and there's journalists harassing her and Shane has to get his agent to call her agent so he can apologise for this mess and she's like, dude, I know it's not your fault, but Shane feels so fucking bad about it, you know?

And unfortunately it doesn't really let up as quickly as they thought because it's right before Christmas and isn't this a great story, fucking Hallmark movie shit, so a very unimpressed Leila (her name is Leila) has to look a reporter in the eye after her team just played a really good fucking game of hockey and everybody wants to talk to her about some fucking guy, you know? so she looks him in the eye and says, no, I am not dating Shane Hollander, I have never dated Shane Hollander, I will never date Shane Hollander, I am literally a lesbian. I have a whole-ass girlfriend. She plays for the Blades.

And Shane Hollander is so consumed by jealousy he almost chokes.

[byjove]

I do not know why the U.S. is hosting the World Cup as we generally do not give a fuck about soccer. And I would not recommend traveling here right now to my worst enemy.

[cakepopsandcoffee]

Shane chasing Ilya's lips.

[byjove]

My dad was a public defender when I was a child and he would have to drive all over the district to visit various defendants in various jails which I thought was very interesting and I liked to hear about his experiences in various jails and how different they all were. He drove me to school every day and sometimes I’d skip in and tell my classmates “My dad is going to the jail in [TOWN/CITY] today!” mind you, I went to public school in a not very nice little town so my teacher’s first thought wasn’t lawyer, she had other students with incarcerated parents. This was also occurring in the south where everyone is nosy as fuck so she eventually called my mother, presumably to scope out why her husband was a jail bird and if the chargers were relevant to me and my education in any way. My mom had to explain that my dad wasn’t an inmate who kept getting transferred and that going to jail is his job.

[whydoistillexist-klar]

"A Guide to the NHL/MLH: Everything But the Hockey"

by facingthenorthwind (spacegandalf) and SiladhielLithvirax

INCREDIBLY useful hockey guide for if you write Heated Rivalry fanfiction! The authors are literal godsends?!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/79171006/chapters/207715401

(some of) the authors:

@nothingburnslikecold @facingthenorthwind

[gimmekees]

A new chapter of After further review is up

A collection of ficlets where different characters within the game changers universe watch THAT fan mail video

Only 2 more chapters to go!

Ryan Price

https://archiveofourown.org/works/84720531/chapters/227536841

[sweetbabyshane]

“Ilya, please, let me sleep. I’m so tired.”

“I know, Малыш. I promise, last one.” (baby)

“You said that about the last two.”

“I am a greedy man. You know this. Just one more, I promise.”

Shane sighed and rolled onto his back. “Fine, one more, but this is seriously the last one. I’m exhausted, Ilya.”

Ilya leaned down, pressing a kiss to Shane’s forehead. “Спасибо, Любовь моя.” (thank you, my love)

“Let me see.”

With a pleased grin, Ilya held his phone in front of Shane’s face. He waited patiently as Shane pulled his glasses down from the top of his head and squinted at the screen.

Shane’s eyes trailed across the screen for a quiet minute, before he lifted his finger to point. “You can play squeeze with this e. There’s a double word tile too.”

Ilya’s eyes lit up, stealing a kiss from Shane before he started to place the tiles. “You are genius. I love you. I am finally beating Yuna!”

“I love you, too. Now, please shut off your damn phone. Words with Friends will be there in the morning.”

[shanesloverboy]

“Williams’ victory feels especially well deserved because Shane Hollander is not an easy character to portray. As we wrote in our review of the series, Williams delivers “a masterclass in micro-expressions and physical restraint.” Shane spends much of the story fighting against himself, suppressing emotions he barely allows himself to acknowledge, and Williams manages to communicate entire emotional arcs through a glance, a tense jaw, or a slight shift in posture. Every crack in Shane’s carefully constructed armor lands with devastating impact because of the work Williams puts in throughout the series.

Seeing that performance recognized on one of Canada’s biggest stages feels incredibly rewarding. Williams’ win is also historic in its own right. At just 25 years old, he became the youngest performer ever to win Best Lead Performer, Drama, at the Canadian Screen Awards, accomplishing the feat on his very first nomination.”

- Q+ Magazine

[hollanovficrecs]

Chapters: 18/18 Fandom: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shane Hollander/Ilya Rozanov Characters: Shane Hollander, Ilya Rozanov, Boston Bears | Boston Raiders Team Ensemble (Game Changers), Montreal Voyageurs | Montreal Metros Team Ensemble (Game Changers) Additional Tags: Goalie Shane Hollander, Goaltender Shane Hollander, Autistic Shane Hollander, Center Ilya Rozanov, They both play hockey in this one!, (And good gracious there is A LOT of hockey in this), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Book 2: Heated Rivalry (Game Changers), Light Dom/sub, Angst with a Happy Ending, Explicit Sexual Content, Hockey-Typical Violence, Hockey-Typical Homophobia and Racism, Mentions of Real Hockey Players, Situationships, Rivals With Benefits, ‘What if the goalie mask is a metaphor’ The Fic Series: Part 1 of #42 Shane Hollander Summary:

No serious hockey fan or sports commentator worth their salt would have considered record-breaking Boston superstar Ilya Rozanov to be Shane Hollander’s rival exactly, but sleeping with a man who had a specific offense-related vendetta against him and a wrist shot like a jet engine to back it up was probably ill-advised just the same.

Or, Shane is a goalie. Ilya can’t score.

[mrsbartlesby]

Something about how on their wedding night, they stay up so late chatting with friends and family, dancing to Harris’ increasingly cheesy playlist, and just sitting and watching everyone they love… that when they go to bed they just can’t even muster the energy to fuck. They shower together and kiss and touch and grope and grind their bodies against each other, but by the time they’re toweling off they just tumble into bed and barely awake kiss and touch a little more but then they’re happily humming into each others mouths but the hums turn to deep breaths and then little snores and they’re dead asleep.

Sometime just before 5am, Ilya sits up with a start like he’s breaking out of a bad dream, gasping, as he realizes they did not fuck on their wedding night. Isn’t that bad luck? Or like some sort of curse? They cannot start off their marriage as a sexless one. That is not who they are. This cannot stand. Ilya has to remedy this before they are doomed.

The sun isn’t up yet so it’s still kind of the same night, right?

Ilya feels himself getting hard through the panic, and that animal part of his brain clicks on. This, this he knows how to do. Seducing Shane is his favorite pastime and he’s got to get to work.

He turns towards his sleeping husband (god, Ilya can’t actually believe that just yet), seeing that Shane he curled towards him, his hand on Ilya’s thigh, he’d hardly noticed in his panic.

Ilya gently lifts Shane’s arm so he can slide under it, lying down now facing Shane, grabbing his hip and pulling their bodies flush together. Shane sighs and his eyes flutter but he keeps sleeping.

Ilya peppers kisses over his eyelids, his freckles, the one ear he can reach. As he starts kissing down Shane’s neck he feels a small gasp against his shoulder, and Shane’s croaky sleep voice says, “Ilya, what are you up to?”

Ilya lightly bites Shane’s shoulder. “I’m trying to seduce my husband.”

Shane softly laughs and pulls his head back so he can see Ilya’s face. “What time is it?”

“It is still our wedding night.”

“Is it? Where’s my phone?” Shane tries to turn away to look for his phone and Ilya grabs his neck and pulls their naked bodies back together. He can tell the moment Shane feels Ilya hard on Shane’s thigh, because Shane rolls his hips a little and starts to harden too.

“Mmm. Fuck, Ilya, I was so tired I barely remember getting into bed.”

“Do you feel rested now?” Ilya nips up Shane’s neck and under his chin.

Shane runs his hands down Ilya’s bare back and grabs on to his ass, pulling himself harder against Ilya so they both can feel the friction.

“I am definitely less interested in sleep. Did you get so horny in your sleep it woke you up?”

“No, I was having nightmare that I didn’t fuck my husband on our wedding night. Was horrible.”

Shane laughs into Ilya’s neck, but is now rolling his hips, grinding himself on Ilya’s thigh. Both of their mouths roaming each others throats, faces, anywhere they can reach. “Ilya we fucked twice the day of our wedding. Once in the morning, once right before my parents arrived because you said you had to or you might throw me over your shoulder right after the ceremony.”

Ilya stops Shane with a long, deep, exploratory kiss. Shane chases his mouth after they break from the kiss, as Ilya says, “Yes, but we weren’t husbands yet.”

“But we are now.” Shane leans in for an awkward smiling kiss, where their lips don’t meet quite right and their teeth almost bump. He’d gotten used to these kisses over the years, and he loved them in all their awkward glory.

“So, we’re both awake and it’s still our wedding night. What are you going to do to me Mr. Hollander-Rozanov?”

Ilya growls as he finally rolls on top of Shane, nestling between his thick thighs. He grabs Shane’s wrists and locks them over his head with one hand, while the other gets to work opening Shane up.

“You should find something to hold on to, husband.”

(This just randomly came to mind and I’m tired so forgive the typos, grammar, etc. I’ll probably edit it in the morning.)

[skelotan]

[jemimaland]

shane likes to be thorough with everything, so while he’s learning russian he is learning how to write in cyrillic. at first ilya is like ‘aww is moya lyubov going to write me a love letter?’ and teasing him about it bc when would shane ever need to write something down in russian but shane doesn’t care.

shane’s english handwriting is perfect, it looks like a font on a computer it’s so uniform and neat, but his cyrillic handwriting is all over the place like a child’s and ilya finds it adorable and teases him even more which obvs makes shane do the angry kitten face

but one year for ilya’s birthday shane does actually write him a love letter in russian, cyrillic alphabet and all, he’s obviously put a lot of effort into his handwriting because its neater than before (but still a bit childlike and not very confident) and ilya bawls his eyes out bc that’s his shanya 😭

[bees-reads]

I’m obsessed with the idea of Shane figuring out he can use his big beautiful doe eyes to get anything he wants.

He just widens his eyes, makes them a bit glassy and Ilya folds like a damn chair.

After a while Ilya figures out what he’s doing and screws his eyes shut to avoid looking at Shane.

Ilya: no Shane no I know what you’re doing, put your eyes away. You will not use your wicked spells on me today

Shane: Ilya will you just look at me please

Ilya always ends up looking at Shane because he can’t resist him and Shane gets his way every single darn time.

[weralika]

so hollanov take cliff out, like a restaurant or a quiet music bar and cliff can't take his eyes of shane so Ilya corners him (in a sexy way) and asks 'aww marly are you jealous??? stop murdering him with your eyes, I'm your best friend forever I promise'

and cliff looks him dead in the eye saying 'what the fuck? I'm not jealous of you, rozanov,' smiling 'i want to fuck your husband'