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 !
#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.
Shall We Talk About Home? by OtherWaysHome
“My boyfriend thinks I’m an idiot,” Ilya says. "Well, not really but a bit, maybe.” “Your boyfriend?” Sandra, the queer studies professor sits down, hard. “Yes, he thinks it is not smart to say faggot in the locker room when you are locked in the closet and Russia has the keys.” Ilya had been talking about himself when he’d said it. Making a joke. Sailing a little close to the wind, sick of listening to the background hum of homophobic bullshit. But someone had been filming. The video went viral. The Raiders panicked under the terrible PR. Now he was here. Sent to Queer Studies 101 to appease twitter. Because he’d been cancelled. For being a homophobe. If was fucking ridiculous. He turns to the professor. “So, can you help me take on Putin and NHL at same time or I need more advanced class for this?” Plus Chapter 2 – Social media chapter. Once they've been outed, Ilya gets to demand an apology from twitter.
Im trying to get lost in this fandom. Like really lost, that kind of lost where you find all the weird stuff but good stuff that other people miss. And its kind of really hard, there is just so much good stuf.
But I think this is a good start. This is so left field and something new, different. Everything. But still fun and now I wanna take a course in queer studies. Where can I do that? Seriously.
But yeah. I need more. Just more. Love the ending, with Shane outing Ilya as a huge nerd who love the course. Yep. The best. The Putin part was also nice, niche detail. Thank you.
Here we go again ♥ Have fun kids !
Captain’s Order by ThePromptWasntThisLong (shredded_potato)
[Hollanov]
soft sheets by afterdark (passengerprincipessa)Who’s the freak stealing Ilya Rozanov’s game-worn jerseys?’
A series of targeted thefts turns into a league-wide mystery. The entire league is obsessed. Ilya is unconcerned. And Shane…
Shane is locking himself in empty bathrooms, sniffing and stroking himself raw over the stolen fabric like a total pervert.
He thinks it’s a secret. Ilya knows better.
It’s unreal what Lando will sleep through.
What I imagine their first time without a condom was like. Because we've all thought about it.
When he looks up to check if anyone noticed, Hayden has put his phone away and his eyes are trained on them, arms crossed together.
Hayden is still watching them, and Shane feels his blood turn into ice-sludge when he realises that Ilya is pushing inside him steadily enough that anyone can see how their hips move into each other. Shane stares back. Hayden’s eyes trail down from his face to where Ilya’s hand is visibly on Shane’s waist under the blanket, and—Shane tightens up enough for Ilya to double over and muffle a groan into his neck.
And Hayden’s eyes are still on them.
A beat, then two, and a wicked look takes over his face before he mouths: Having fun?
Shane is horny. Ilya provides the perfect solution. Hayden is just here for the show.
81-24-21 by maplesalad
[Hunter/Hollander/Rozanov]
Ilya tucked his smile against Shane’s neck and brought his hand down Shane’s front. “He used to be so boring,” he said to Hunter. “Would not let me fuck him because you were next door.”
Shane groaned. “You’re such an asshole—that was a long time ago,” he said. “I was trying to be discreet.”
“Yes, and now look at you,” Ilya said. “Go suck Hunter’s dick.”
Derek's Condition by SinQueen69
[Sterek]
Stiles agreed to Derek’s terms when he moved in, not realizing at the time how much his life would change.
Sweet & Spicy Bingo Square: Wet & Messy
Promises never made by ibumblebee
If this is what Hollander is willing to give him, he will take it. It won’t be enough, not by a long shot, but if this is the little part of him he is allowed to have, by God he will take it.
OR, Shane messages Ilya a few days after the tuna melt scene. Ilya is trying to not scare him away again. He will restrain himself. He will take what Shane gives him and never ask for more. Just please, he can’t see him walk out of his life again.
I knew I was gonna cry and I still read this. And reallt loved every single word of this. Yes. It broke me, but in a really, really good way.
Pour Decisions by hermacology
Hayden Pike and his group chat of coworkers are pretty sure their new manager Shane has a parasocial obsession with a professional hockey player.
He talks about him constantly, knows everything about him, watches every game, and even has candid photos of him that are definitely not available through conventional sources. So naturally, they decide to intervene to find him a man who actually knows he exists.
Shane, for his part, has no idea what they're talking about.
Baby, Bend Over by TemporaryAltars
Shane is convinced that Ilya Rozanov—captain of the Boston Bears and Shane’s newest student—hates him.
Ilya joined Shane's yoga class specifically to get closer to the hot instructor, but every attempt at flirting only seems to make things worse.
Neither of them has any idea the other is completely in love with them.
I hate this fandom for one reason and one reason only (okay I probs could find more reasons but Im lazy). I can always see myself in Shane, in one or another. I can understand him way too well, can relate to him and so on. Which is a first for me. Seriously.
Maybe thats also the reason why I keep reading these fics and loving them so much. Mostly Im just over the series and cant be bothered to rewatch or reread the books. But the fics.
Yea. This one just hit me the right way. No clue even why. But yea. I should be working and being a functional adult, instead Im reading these two fuckers fall in love again and again.
Barbe-Q&A by prailock
In their first summer after being outed, Shane finally accepts that invite to Bood's backyard barbecue. It could have been a relaxing night. But Ilya's brought vodka. And the Centaurs brought questions. Might as well rip off the band aid before he signs with Ottawa. Or How many shots is it worth to know what your Captain likes in bed?
I had my doubts because of Reddit (yea where else could I find good fics nowdays if not from Reddit?). I dont like the recommends over there, or maybe I like about 25% of them. Maybe 30%. But I always try to give them an opportunity and keep an open mind for them. Still. Yeah. Im picky.
ANYWAYS. This just got better and better the further I got. Usually its the other way around. Not this time. Seriously. So goooood.
the boy who blocked his own shot by alasse
Ilya’s dad dies right before the 2017 All-Star Game, so he never learns that Shane and Rose broke up. While he’s in Russia, a threat from his brother makes him ask Svetlana for help and marry her so he can get a US green card—it’s meant to be a discreet, simple thing, but the Boston tabloids get a hold of it and then it’s all over social media. Three months later, Shane Hollander holds a press conference to share two things: he's leaving Montreal to play for the Ottawa Centaurs, and he's gay.
This is way too short. I need more and deeper and I need to know what happens next. Okay. I need to know what actually happened in those four or something years. I need details and longer fics.
What I dont need is to cry and destroy my emotional balance every day. Fuck fanfics. Fuck this fandom. Fuck everything about this hyperfocus. Seriously.
Tubes of Neon Light, Refracted by bluerosebouquet
His entire body felt tense as the door was pushed open. He trained his eyes on the floor, monologuing before he could stop himself,
“Just so you know, my buddies paid for this dance for me and I’m sure you’re very nice and very pretty and good at what you do but I’m actually gay so you can just- Do what you need to do but I don’t want you to be offended because I’m not as into this as you’re probably…usually…used to…”
He trailed away as he looked up, and met the eyes of the very tall, very broad, very handsome man leaning against the doorframe.
They stared at each other, and Shane blinked, struck dumb.
Or, the night of JJ's bachelor party, Shane is forced into a lap dance he very much does not want. Until he does, and everything changes.
This is not even that sad. But I was still crying almost straight from the beginning. Maybe this hit some a really sore spot somewhere deep in me. Probably.
Or maybe I see a little bit too much of myself in Shane and cannot not be normal about anything. Something.
What The Fuck Is An Elder Queer by luulapants
Rozanov made a dismissive noise. “No, no, I will pick you up. Send me your address.”
“I’m not giving you my home address.”
“Why not!”
“Because you’ll probably post it on social media to psych me out before our next game.”
That made Rozanov laugh. “It is good idea,” he said. Stopped laughing. Started again. Blew out a breath like he had to get himself together. “I might do this to you,” he allowed, “but you have nice boyfriend living with you now. I would not do this to him. You are safe.”
In which Ilya Rozanov adopts himself into Scott and Kip's household and refuses to leave. Kip finds this very sweet. Scott is going to kill him.
cardiac tamponade by asthestarsforetold
Cardiac tamponade: pressure on that heart that prevents it from filling and beating adequately.
Shane thought he knew two things: his move to Ottawa would cause chaos, and that the Ottawa Centaurs were nice.
As it turned out, he only knew one of those things.
(Or: the Cens are still a team of professional hockey players. They're going to fuck up.)
Wanna cry? Then read this.
I just wanted more when I finished this. More in story, more in how it continues and just more. But the thing is, this is and I get it now. Took me a moment, but its not gonna get worse or better or anything. This is it.
The one thing that stuck with me about Shane was his autism here. It shone through everything even when it wasnt addressed. It was just one more thing that separated him from everyone else. Then there were all the other things that made him different and made everything harder.
But fuck.
This is kind of everything I have wanted to read about Shane not liking Troy. I know there is some kind of hate campaing going on about Troy. And I get it, I understand where its coming from and so on. So I have tried to find a fic where that is explored and part of the story.
So thank you, whoever you were, who recommended this on reddit. Thank you. Now I can go and read this again (like I havent cried enough at is it).
best man code by midnighttypewriter
Alright. Okay. He’s doing this. If he thinks about it, there could be worse places to come out than in a room full of people ready to scold him for a perceived use of a slur.
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Or: Ilya comes out to the Raiders. It takes Cliff Marlow some time, and many questions, but eventually he puts two and two together.
Best part of this fandom is how Marlow is always the most faithful friend to Ilya. Not the smartest or not even the one who keeps up with shit. But the best friend for Ilya. The guy who is always there, the one Ilya can always trust. Just the best of the best. At this point. I dont even remember what kind of person Marlow was in the books. I just love the fandom version of him.
Here he is just as awesome as always. And I may have read this like ten times already. So this is so worth it. One of the best oneshots I have read. Yep.
lover, come over by LArtemys
She's got her mouth open, too, ready to snap at him to leave, because Shane does not need this right now. He can come back, if he has to, when her son's less fucking vulnerable, high on painkillers and reeling from mood-swings; not that she thinks he will, which, good. Really, she's just about to, when Shane's voice sounds.
"Ilyaaaaa!" he lets out delightedly.
For another long moment, nobody moves.
Rozanov's face has contorted. His brows are furrowed and he's looking only at Shane. Is he confused? Yuna's pretty damn confused. Because–
"Il-yaaaa!" Shane repeats, loud and sounding – ecstatic, really.
Absolutely ecstatic.
I dont read these hospital fics anymore. Not because they are bad or I dont enjoy them. There is just so many of them and they are literally blurring into one in my head. Maybe at some point I can try again.
But I still opened this. I knew what was gonna happen and so on. Something just draw me in and I needed something to read while on lunch break. And this did not dissapoint. No wait. It did. Because it ended too soon. I want a sequel.
Yea. There is nothing new or exciting. But this is good in a solid way and I always love Hollanov fics from other's POV. So thats everything I need in life. Yea.
Have fun!
he turns off the big light by gurlsrool
Ilya knows firsthand that the world isn’t comfortable. It’s loud, bright, demanding, a harsh place in direct opposition to everything he’s recently learned about autism.
Is it so wrong that he wants Shane to feel safe here? To carve out a space where, even if only for a few hours, he doesn’t have to grin and bear anything? He can just be?
Or: Ilya Rozanov has a lot of good ideas. Telling his fuck buddy that he should consider getting an autism diagnosis isn’t one of them.
I am not crying, you are.
This is not even sad! This is just finding yourself and understanding yourself and being okay with yourself. And its really okay to be autistic, you are not broken or wrong. You are just a little bit spicy.
Yea. That.
Tbh. I love that Shane is autistic in canon. And I love how this whole fandom is loving it and showing the love. Yea, I know. In canon Shane doesnt know that he is autistic but does it even matter? I dont really think most people really know that they have autism. So that.
And Hayden is and will always be the biggest autism supporter ever. Yup.
Pinged by halfbaked_ziti
Harris hadn’t meant to say anything. He hadn’t even realized what he’d said, honestly, until Ilya’s reaction: choking on his beer, eyes bugging out, looking more nervous than Harris had ever seen him look.
Why couldn’t he have just kept his mouth shut? He was tipsy, and probably a bit too comfortable, but still. He should have known better. He felt like the biggest asshole alive.
Hold on. Rewind. Start from the beginning.
Or:
Five times Ilya Rozanov set off Harris Drover's gaydar (and Harris said nothing), + one time Harris completely put his foot in it
(originally a one-shot, now updated to include a chapter 2/coda)
Spolia Victoris by OpalApparition
“Does the Dominus enjoy serving a slave?” Ilya murmured.
Shane looked up at him through dark lashes. His mouth was a hairsbreadth away from Ilya’s cock, and Ilya could see the exact moment the last of his composure burned out, shedding, the way a snake left its old skin behind, eyes bright and body underneath already new—
—and instead of answering, Shane licked a stripe up the underside of his shaft, root to tip.
The law calls Ilya a slave. The mob of Rome calls him their lion, their Gladiator. Senator’s son Shane calls him to his bed.
Now Shane wants to call him free, but that means owning him first.
Yes. This is AU, just here to scratch my itch. More than it. This is perfect, getting things so deep and sounding right. I have no clue about anything related to Roman Empire and everything in English is just a little bit more unknown for me.
But like. Ah. Can I have a sequel? I need sequel to everything. Yes. Get me everything awesome to read, thank you.
Ilya Enchanted by Daisies_and_Briars
A night out at the Kingfisher during a team roadtrip to New York leaves Ilya cursed with a truth spell. Worried this will ruin everything for Ilya and Shane and their very secret relationship, Ilya scrambles to break the curse before saying anything he can't take back.
Finally a fic where the outside forces make them talk and make things better without everything going to shit. Okay. Things still kinda go shit and there is the threat of everything going even more shit. But the point. The point is that they can still (somewhat) control the outcome and how to do things.
Also. This fandom needs more weird fairies to grant wishes (or do havock or something). Yes please.
