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@squeakpigsrevenge
so did shane have to tell the nurse in front of his parents that he’s sexually active post marly knocking him out? I want to see that in full HD. high as a kite shane being like 🥰🥰🥰yes I am sexually active🥰🥰🥰 and yuna and david being 🫢
The thing is, if Shane gets any kind of tattoo commemorating his relationship with Ilya, like Ilya's loon, Ilya is always gonna refer to it as "Shane's tramp stamp", no matter where the tattoo is placed.
future - hollanov - @hollanovmicrofic - word count: 463 - click here for my hollanov microfic archive on ao3
He was already mid-dial when Ilya's name popped up on his phone. Shaking finger halfway to 'Lily's contact, heart hammering in his throat.
It was just...the bed felt so fucking empty. After nearly two months of sleeping next to each other, of sharing space, of blissfully waking up and dozing off in each others' arms...it felt like a piece of his heart was missing.
He was back in his place in Montreal. Ilya, he knew, was in Boston. He'd gotten the confirmation text, had responded with a few replies. But it wasn't just the feeling of being away from the cottage that had him out of sorts. It was the feeling of being alone. The feeling of wanting something he’d finally been given a taste of after years of thinking he could never have it.
Not that he was able to put any of that into words.
"Hello?" he asked eagerly, trying to hide the way his voice trembled.
"Hollander?"
Fuck, Ilya sounded wrecked. The same way he sounded after sleeping in on a Saturday or after a particularly lazy fuck on a sunny afternoon. Shane swallowed, trying to stifle all of the emotion that threatened to bubble over. "Yeah?"
"Are we still being honest?"
That was a good question. Away from the safety of the cottage, away from the oasis of secrecy in their perfect utopia, would they still be brave enough to share their emotions? To strip themselves bare emotionally as well as physically?
Shane's whole body felt heavy, throbbing with anguish and need. He'd never wanted Ilya closer, never missed someone more. Tears prickled at his eyes. "Yeah," he croaked, because he needed something.
"You are not next to me, and I cannot sleep."
A mangled laugh-sob wrenched from his throat, relief and distress filling him in equal measure...because at least now, he knew they were in this together. "Fuck," he muttered, scrubbing at his face with one hand.
"I think...I think we are fucked, yes?" Ilya murmured softly, his voice full of amusement and sorrow, like he'd never been more thankful to be in a shit situation.
"Yeah," Shane nodded, a watery smile on his face, his response echoing in the empty room.
But before he could think of something else to do or say, his phone vibrated against his ear and he accepted Ilya's facetime request.
Stomach jolting, Shane took in his boyfriend's face. Even in the unflattering light, he looked stunning; his eyes red and his lips curling a little.
"Plug in your phone, sweetheart," Ilya murmured, laying back in his bed. "We fall asleep like this."
Shane nodded and sighed, doing what Ilya said.
They fell asleep staring at their phones on their pillows, thinking about a future where this wasn't necessary.
the dragonslayer was my friend
"So hot.. " mumbles Hob under his breath, "I mean, the WEATHER!"
Ilya holding him still in this position and relentlessly pounding into him while shane just moans and trembles and takes it because he can’t do anything else
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.
Perhaps my most controversial yet unserious Heated Rivalry opinion is that I'm glad the sex building didn't make the adaptational jump for the show. I know people think it's funny and illustrates Shane's need for control, but.
To me, it's much juicer for that to be Shane's real home, and Shane's real bed. He had so much anxiety about letting things with Ilya advance any more physically, and showing that barrier coming down by having him let Ilya into his home as well... I think it's great. It adds layers to the six months of silence as well—there was a real vulnerability to that whole encounter that Ilya was good about in the moment, but (for very understandable reasons!) kind of trampled over in the aftermath. So even when they reconcile, things are different. Ilya gets to be close to Shane, he gets to come over to Shane's house and they have lots of great montage sex, but Shane's learned that it doesn't mean what he felt like it meant, that the closeness they share can't be vulnerable in that way. Which helps move past things in the moment, but sets up issues for further down the line.
And to underline that, we're left to assume that, in Boston, they only ever hook up at hotels, maybe some crashpad apartment near the rink that Ilya doesn't think of as his home at a stretch. For years, there's been a gap in vulnerability, in how far Shane is allowed into Ilya's life even after gaining entry into Shane's.
Shane can't know about Russia or Ilya's family life, and he can't see inside his home. Ilya comes back to him, but the barriers are all still up. They're just holding hands through the fence, both looking the other way and pretending it's not happening.
So on Tuna Melt Day, Shane is coming over to Ilya's house for the very first time with his badly learned lesson that This Isn't That Deep Don't Worry About It Be Cool Hollander. And Ilya is doing his devastating I want more but I can't ask for more so I'll pretend just for today thing (I am a staunch believer that this wasn't Ilya planning on asking Shane for a real relationship. If he had resolved to give things between them a serious shot, his reservations in Tampa through to Scott's coming out would have been coming from a very different place). To Ilya, having Shane over to see his real house and to share his real bed, even for just the night, is vulnerable and significant too, just like it was for Shane, but he's dead set on pretending to be casual about it. Shane is supposed to be let in, but he isn't supposed to know that he's been let in.
The symmetry there is so delicious. For both of them, there's a pivotal change in their relationship attached to having the other person in their home—the place they spend their real life—for the first time. And it provokes a near relationship-ending crisis both times because it's so scary and its such a big deal.
When they're separated, Ilya longingly watches footage of Shane's most private home. Missing him, fantasizing about the level of closeness that would let them be there together. Feeling like he'll never get to have it. And then Shane invites Ilya to share that truest home for the summer! And Ilya manages to accept, even though it's scary! They go there together! Gorgeous.
Imagining Ilya going over to the Hollanders for his first Father's day as a son-in-law. He's celebrated it with them before but something about being legally a part of the Hollander family is making it hit different.
There was no Father's day in Russia growing up, but if there was, it would not have been like this. David is beaming, he keeps talking about how happy and proud he is of his sons. How much he likes their gifts, how proud he was to see his boys in the ice this year, he even mentions once (after two beers and some of the nice vodka he and Ilya always break out during special occasions) how proud he was of Shane bringing home Ilya.
Of course Ilya tries to deflect and then charm and then he has to go take deep breaths in the bathroom because its just now occurring to him that David Hollander genuinely enjoys being his father-in-law and he doesn't know what to do with that.
Shane Hollander ლ(⌒▽⌒ლ) eyes closed grabby hands
Skinny Jeans
pretty boy in loveee
Drunk Shane can be a bit of a menace. A drink or two is fine, but eventually he'll hit a point where you turn around and he's gone, literally gone because he's going places and he'll happily come trotting back when Ilya calls him, but that's only helpful if he's in earshot, which... can be a challenge.
Drunk Shane when Ilya is ALSO drunk is the BEST. His boyfriend is sooooo funny and soooo fast and strong and smart and brave and they're going on an adventure!!! Ilya doesn't know where but his legs are wrapped around Shane's waist and Shane's arms are wrapped around his legs and the back of Shane's neck smells so good and they're GOING!!!! They're going and going and going because Shane can run forever he's the best hockey player in the whole world and he's Ilya's BOYFRIEND and they're gonna live forever and the stars are out and his mama is watching them and Ilya doesn't even know he's smiling until his cheeks start hurting from it.
(inspired by this post from @pregnanthudsonwilliams) (I've never seen Twilight I'm just having fun)
..they're in love