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editing rn & I just noticed Shane offers Ilya a handshake AGAIN at the rooftop after his rookie of the year award and I can’t
Like Shane, baby, you’ve sucked him off, we’re past handshake territory
I do suffer the american condition of liking to drink huge drinks
Lemme get a little sippy
saw this post & blacked out for 30 minutes & came back to awareness having had created this. the creative urge overtook me.
From oh my god, what just happened? 😄 to oh my god… what just happened. 😶 in six seconds.
shane fixing his hair at the hotel before he goes to ilya and ilya fixing his hair before he opens the door to let shane in and both of them wanting to look good for each other and being a bit nervous about it all because they both have a big huge crush on each other even if they can't or won't fully admit it to themselves yet let alone put it out there in the open but they still fix their hair like of course i'm crying over it
bro is going from “i will try” to being the most honest and vulnerable man alive in like two business days
The "I love you" scene???? The way Ilya's walls just fell down?? The way he was so scared that when Shane didn't immediately say it back he was like "I mean..." Myilya was so vulnerable.
If you trick me you are basically a bad person and I get to be better than you
shane sitting with his feet up on the couch and ilya comes in and drops onto the cushion by his feet and pulls them into his lap. shane is reading a book and he just smiles over it at ilya before going back to it, and ilya turns his attention to the tv that's on, but as he does so he starts massaging shane's feet. shane makes a noise, is like that's nice and ilya hums, putting more of his back into it. dragging his thumbs up the arches and pressing them into the balls. stretching shane's toes backwards and forwards. rotating shane's feet around the pivot of his ankles. shane makes these deeply pleased noises throughout, emphasis on certain points that hold the most tension, and ilya gets a little hard beneath shane's feet which shane laughs about, nudging his heel against ilya's semi. ilya slaps his foot in retaliation. once he's done shane releases a deep satisfied sigh and says thanks, baby and ilya, head leaned back on the couch as he stares contentedly at shane, just hums in reply. shane opens his arms and beckons him over with a come here and ilya stretches himself out over shane, drops his head onto shane's chest, turned to the side so he can continue watching his show. shane rests one arm over ilya's shoulderblades and absently scratches through the short curls at the nape of his neck, his other arm propped up on ilya's back so he can resume reading his book over ilya's head, ilya's curls tickling his chin and mouth. they fall asleep like that eventually ❤️
“Did you put on sunscreen?”
Ilya sighed demonstratively and squinted at the sun dancing across the surface of the water.
“Yes.”
“Did you really?”
Ilya looked up when Shane came to stand at his side, in turn looking down to where Ilya was sitting on the dock, feet dangling in the water.
“Relax, Hollander. Russians do not get sunburn.”
Shane snorted. “And I have the photos on my phone to prove that you’re full of shit, Rozanov.”
Ilya scrunched his face but Shane only raised his eyebrows at him, unimpressed, looking like a very strict boyfriend. It was so hot.
“Yes,” Ilya said finally and raised his hand, drawing a cross over his heart with his finger. “Cross my heart.”
“Everywhere?”
“Yes, made sure to get my dick too. I know you would not forgive me if I couldn’t fuck you because of a sunburn.”
Shane shoved at him with his foot, rolling his eyes but smiling anyway. “You know what I mean, asshole. And I wouldn’t forgive you if you got skin cancer because you refuse to put on sunscreen.”
“I know.” Ilya smiled softly at him. “Which is why I’m best boyfriend and put on sunscreen. Look, I even took it outside with me to reapply later.” He groped around for the bottle of sunscreen to hold it up and waggle it at Shane.
Shane’s eyes went incredibly fond and he smiled softly. He bent down to kiss Ilya, one hand cupping his cheek gently, fingers grazing his ear.
“I am best boyfriend?” Ilya asked when Shane drew back a little. He didn’t even care how blatantly he was fishing.
Shane grinned and dropped into a crosslegged position behind him. “You’re the best boyfriend. Almost.”
“Almost?” He turned to look over his shoulder and Shane laughed, kissed his cheek.
He grabbed the sunscreen and squirted a small amount onto his palm before spreading it on his fingers. Ilya almost jumped when his slick fingers dug into the skin of the shell of his ears.
“M-hm. You forgot your ears,” Shane said, rubbing the sunscreen into the inside of his ear shell, methodically working it in before moving to the outside, too. “Beginner’s mistake.”
Shane finished slathering up his ears and pressed a soft kiss to the shell of his ear, wrapping his arms around Ilya’s shoulders to pull him back against his chest. “Now you’re perfect.”
Ilya huffed. “I knew you have weird sunscreen kink.”
He felt Shane’s breath of laughter against his shoulder. “No, I’m really into my boyfriend taking care of himself for me.”
Ilya felt himself melt against Shane. He dropped his head back against Shane’s shoulder and blinked up at him, squinting against the sun. Shane was looking at him with so much tenderness, Ilya’s stomach flipped and flipped and flipped.
“I love you.”
Shane kissed his forehead. “I love you, too.”
get in loser if we’re all going through it might as well do it together
SHANE AND ILYA in HEATED RIVALRY ⏤ 1.01, “Rookies”
i’ve been feeling like a loser because well i’ve been engaging in loser behaviour and activities like not looking after myself
Things I hope to see in season 2:
Trophy Room? Of course.
Pike kids wedding? Obviously.
"Hold on to something, Rozanov": Hell yeah.
But really, mostly, I hope to see this 🥹:
Jacob, Sir, I beg you.
I BEG you.
"He hadn't even been here for two days yet and already he had no idea how he was going to be able to go back to the real world."
Heated Rivalry, p. 281
the flint of desire lit when shane was mimicking smoking with his hands like a dweeb :D
Way down the line, when they're leading Ottawa to another Stanley Cup, Ilya gets slammed too too hard by some eager new player. He's knocked unconscious and Shane practically flies from the box to the ice, watching as the EMTs intervene and carry him out on a stretcher.
Yuna goes in the ambulance with Ilya — Shane can't get out of his skates fast enough to run over in time, so he drives a few minutes behind them — and she calls Shane to keep him updated. It's fine, it's all fine, Ilya is already semi conscious and talking to them both. Shane's mind goes to all of the worst places anyway.
They lose service when they get in the elevator, but Yuna still sends out a text message with the room number. Shane speeds faster and then bolts through the hospital.
When he finally sees Ilya, minutes later, already in a blue hospital gown and connected to an IV but conscious and beaming up at him, Shane breaks into tears.
"Don't cry, solnyshko," Ilya says. "Come here," he holds out the hand that's free from the needles and Shane takes it.
"I have something important to ask you," Ilya tells him. It suddenly feels so serious. Shane's heart drops.
"Will you come to my cottage this summer?" Ilya says in a sing-songy voice, using his best Canadian accent. "Don't go to Russia. Come to my house, we'll have so much fun..."
Shane laughs. "You remember that?"
"Every fucking word."