lydew
Recent bookmarks
-
With Diamonds and Driftwood in Every Pocket by haveyouheardof70dollars
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
17 May 2026
Tags
Summary
It all happens so quickly. One moment, Hayden is moving towards his wife so he can fall apart in her arms, and the next, there’s six feet of oddly nervous Russian hockey player separating Jackie from him.
“Is ok,” Rozanov says, hands in the air as though Hayden’s holding a gun. “Pike, whatever you are upset about. Is not Jackie’s fault.”
Or: Hayden, Ilya, and the mortifying ordeal of being known.
Bookmarked by lydew
04 Jul 2026
-
Tags
Summary
"Shane Hollander," he said. "We are lying in the very comfortable bed you bought for me to fuck you in, in the very weird condo you bought, also for me to fuck you in."
"It's an investment," Shane grumbled.
"And I have just fucked you, I think, very well," Rozanov continued. "At least I do not remember any complaints."
He swung his body easily across the bed, pinning Shane in place.
"No complaints," Shane huffed, almost a laugh. "No complaints here."
"So why the fuck," Rozanov said into the soft skin beneath Shane's ear, "are you asking me about other men?"
------
Or: Shane thinks what he needs to do is fuck another man. Just to see. Just to know. Just to test if it's only Rozanov who can make him feel this way.
But he has no idea how to go about fucking a stranger without it immediately becoming a story in the tabloids.
And he can think of only one person to ask for advice. So, in a post-coital haze, he makes the obvious move: he asks Ilya Rozanov, his extremely casual fuckbuddy, for advice on how to pick up other men.
Bookmarked by lydew
29 Jun 2026
-
Combine by deliciousblizzardshark
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types, Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
17 Apr 2026
Tags
Summary
Shane was still angry. Rozanov’s plan had been to, what? Seduce him so they’d bond? He hadn’t even though to ask Shane first! Shane should get up and walk away and let his dad take him back to Russia and lock him away. Then Shane wouldn’t have to bond with him. Shane didn’t want to bond.
But Shane had told Rozanov they’d be a team, just the two of them, and Rozanov seemed so scared and vulnerable. But Shane had started thinking about what they could do, the two of them on the ice, bonded. He’d had wingers he’d connected to before, who seemed to be able to read his mind. How much more incredible would this be, someone who’d always know where he was, what his intentions were?
“No one can know,” Shane said.
Series
- Part 8 of Hollanov fics
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 12,190
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 177
- Kudos:
- 1,448
- Bookmarks:
- 326
- Hits:
- 7,895
Bookmarked by lydew
24 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
I am in hell, Ilya thinks. He's awkwardly hard in his cup and layers of gear. He can't focus. How the fuck is Hollander functioning like this? Is he actually so gifted at hockey that he can play at this level and still have space to let the sex demon in his brain run rampant? Is this what he's like all the time? (Now with bonus ch 2!)
Series
- Part 2 of prompt fills
- Part 1 of hollanov ft. telepathy
Bookmarked by lydew
23 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Eddie never quite got the hang of using an STP. He'd tried it at home and in the shower, but never got the courage to use it out in public, and who are you meant to ask especially when stealth? Your best friend, who will gladly hold your dick while you pee, apparently.
---
or
---“Why won’t you just go?” Buck asked, stepping back into Eddie’s personal space like he belonged there. “The urinal’s right there.”
“It’s not that simple,” Eddie groaned.
“Sure it is.” He stepped closer, reaching down, “You just point your dick—“
And it came off in his hands. Eddie’s dick left his hands and was now cradled in Buck’s. Laid flat in Buck’s palm was a silky silicone model of a dick, attached to a less malleable reservoir device. The proper term was ‘stand-to-pee’ and Buck was pretty familiar. Tucked into his own slacks, inside his boxers and nuzzled up against his thigh, was a hollow packer. In his back pocket the reservoir attachment stayed hidden until he needed it.
He sent a toothy grin Eddie’s way. “You too?”
Bookmarked by lydew
09 Jun 2026