one sunday morning by somnatic
At that moment, Ilya knew he was hallucinating, and that he’d hit his head a lot harder than he thought. Because here was Shane fucking Hollander— in his fucking kitchen, wearing his fucking clothes. He was making borscht. “What the fuck,” Ilya croaked. (Ilya takes a rough hit. Shane is there to take care of him.)
my best friend's new best friend by LiarsandThieves22
Roz couldn’t take three hours off when he was in Boston to see Cliff, but somehow managed to kick off a whole ass friendship with his worst enemy when the guy lived two hours away? Make that make sense! As far as Cliff knew, Hollander didn’t even like any of the things that Roz liked – partying or clubbing or drinking. What did Hollander have that Cliff didn’t? Besides a second Cup? And several MVP awards? And multiple broken records? Oh god. Had Roz picked Hollander as his new best friend because he was better than Cliff at hockey? --Cliff is very proud to be Ilya Rozanov's best friend (or at least his best male friend). But then Ilya moves to Ottawa, dodges Cliff's attempts to hang out and, oh yeah, suddenly announces a close friendship with a guy he's hated for most of a decade. This would be much simpler to deal with if Cliff had any idea how to talk to Roz about feelings. Or how to talk about feelings at all.
I love Cliff and I love all the fics where Cliff is just Ilya's best friend and there for him. Just. All of them are pure gold.
Cliff is just a flawed character in the fics, but his learning curve and the whole character arch is always they best and most revarding. He learns and he tries to be there, even when he is not always sure what he is doing and how he is doing stuff. But his heart is made of gold. He is part of the found family Ilya needs in life.
We just need more Cliff. Thats it.
one juice for my very very real husband, please by TheHeartWantsWhatTheHeartWants
The Russian man read his phone. "Can I get berry kefir smoothie in large cup but keep the juice small, only with more ice. But he wants to know if melting ice will separate kefir within twenty-five minutes, because if it does, he does not want that. Then he will get Almond Butter and Banana Smoothie with full scoop of hemp seed, but only half almond butter, and add…” He must have noticed now that Dorian was no longer typing, “Is there issue?” Dorian shrugged. “No. I’m just waiting for you to actually be serious about what your 'Husband' wants.” The man scoffed, “I think you should just make fifty-dollar smoothie for my husband, Smoothie for my very real husband, by the way. Very real husband, so I do not know what finger bunnies are for.” He wiped his nose, taking a breath, “Do you know who I am?” or Dorian works in a smoothie shop, and if there's one thing he hates more than his job, it's people who order ridiculously complicated smoothies and then pretend they're for someone else. Then a Russian man walks in and does exactly that.What follows is a week-long battle of Ilya trying to convince a smoothie shop employee that his very real husband is, in fact, real.
This is that weird deep end that I have been looking for. Just pure fun crack. Basically everything you need to make your day better. Yep.
Have fun kids !
curious by lwjjongin
“Erling, is it?” Jude whistles, raising one of his eyebrows. “I assume you had a good time, then.” And really, he shouldn’t question her about it. He shouldn’t even want to know the details - his girlfriend just told him she got fucked by another man, a man he knows better than he knows her; a man he works with and sees almost every single day. Still, he can’t help but wonder.Or; Jude finds out that his girlfriend cheated on him with his teammate, Erling Haaland. Instead of being pissed off, though, he decides he might as well see for himself if the other man is worth the hype.
Guys. I went there. The curiosity and all that. I went there, but but I have not gotten lost yet. I just. I dont even know anymore. Hopefully this is the only one I'll read and this is over. We will see.
And yea. Im kinda late. But it took me this long to have this conversation with myself, should I or should I not or is it really worth it or is there even anything good. So. Here we are. For at least this one fic.
fuck.
#DontYouDareFuckingFreeMe by Airuna
“We do not say anything about the Hollander situation,” LeClaire tells them even though it sounds like he’s already resigned to what he knows is going to happen. After all, Roz gets extremely mad whenever it’s brought up. Not that Cliff can blame him, he’s pretty sure that Roz liked Hollander before this (wouldn’t chirp him half as much if he didn’t). Finding out that he’s such a bastard must sting. Not to mention that Roz does not mess around with people that disrespect girls. Or women. Or kids. Or dogs. Or the elderly (excluding Scott Hunter). Or really anyone, if it’s for petty stupid reasons. “Of course,” Cliff agrees for both of them since Roz is still too busy texting someone. It’s apparently not good enough for LeClaire because he asks, “Roz?” “Just one second,” he answers without raising his eyes from his phone or stopping his typing. “Need to get my Jane to agree with something. She’s very stubborn.”Or. My take on the 'their text leak and now everybody thinks that Shane is an abusive bastard' premise. Featuring Ilya giving a presser, Marly realizing in real time who 'Jane' is and the internet reacting to the craziness.
Im bored and for some reason this was open in my browser. I cant even really remember opening this or what draw me into this. And I didnt even read the summary before I started to read. Sooo. Yea, I did pretty great there.
The only thing missing is what happens after this and what Cliff and Ilya will talk. Or more like, how Cliff will support Ilya. We all now that he will be the bestest friend ever, but still. I need more. Yea, I know, there is pattern here.
But mostly this is half twitter (x?) fic and half just Ilya being a mence. So basic monday in this fandom. Yepyepyep.
