u/Ok_Camel_7795

This is such a lovely fic. Had me going awww the whole why through. So full of love. I enjoyed it so so much. A top notch feel good fic! Please give this a chance.

Summary: Summary:
“This hot tub has not been well maintained,” Rozanov complained as they stood on the deck, staring at the built-in hot tub, big enough to fit 8 people. 
“So, you can replace it,” Shane replied patiently.
“I will be too busy to replace the hot tub. Then I will have a long day, and I will decide to have a soak in my rancid hot tub, and then I will catch diphtheria and die.” Rozanov looked at Shane, accusatory. “You want me to die?”
Shane looked down. The hot tub looked no more or less rancid than any other hot tub. “I don’t think you can get diphtheria from a dirty hot tub.”
“You are doctor now?” Rozanov asked, and Shane stayed silent. 
Shane Hollander is a realtor who works with the Ottawa Centaurs to find properties for new players.
Ilya Rozanov needs a home.

War heute im Rewe. Normalerweise gehe ich im schwarzen netto einkaufen weil es direkt vor der Tür ist.

Ne Packung O.B. Ne normale Größe. 6,50 Euro. Ich dachte ich spinne. Gut, ich bin bald 45 Jahre alt, hab eventuell bald keine Periode mehr. Aber ich hab ne Tochter. Die ist vielleicht bald angewiesen auf den Kram und hat vielleicht keinen Bock auf Periodenunterwäsche mit dem konstanten feeling dass man ausläuft. Das Zeug wurde nicht vor allzu langer Zeit mit 7 % Steuer festgesetzt. Trotzdem ist der Mist nun doppelt so teuer. Danke für nix. Und: Mrz Leck Eer M

This one has me in a chokehold. The worldbuilding is fantastic and it has aaaallll the feels. It’s a bodyswap Ilya / Rose fic and am so giddy everytime there is a new chapter.

Thank so much for whoever recced this before, so I could find this beautiful gem!

Summary:

“I’m trying to figure out,” Rose wonders aloud. “Are you always a complete prick? Just with women? Or just when you lose a game?”

Ilya barks a laugh, shocked and almost delighted, and his smile spreads wide enough that Rose can see all those pearly whites of his that are so much nicer than she expected any hockey player’s to be. “All the time,” he grins, “all the time. However much of an asshole Hollander has told you I am, double it.”

She answers truthfully, shrugs her shoulders in her tiny silver dress. “He hasn’t mentioned you at all.”

After a shitshow of an evening in a Montreal nightclub, Ilya wakes up the next morning in Shane’s bed. Only, he’s not in Shane’s bed — Rose Landry is, and he’s in Rose Landry’s body, and she’s in his. Well, what the fuck are they supposed to do with that?

I know this has been recommended a few times already. But it is just a whilesome fic with older hollanov. Just one of those feel good fics with good communication.

Summary: A knee injury ends Shane Hollander's nineteen-year NHL career.

Ilya Rozanov keeps checking in.

Shane pencils in "big gay midlife crisis" between physiotherapy sessions.

Please give this some love, it deserves it.

I am feeling very much nostalgic. Please share your most favourite fanfics with me. I will start:

1. Emancipation proclamation (deleted and then published) but i really didn’t Like the 3rd Person Narration.

2. The Plan (turned into a novel, still read it once a year)

3. about Summer by firefly(?) my all time feel giod fic.

Summary:

It’s the most famous cold case in hockey history. Up-and-coming Russian phenom Ilya Rozanov mysteriously vanishes the summer before his rookie season. Despite extensive police work, no trace of the young superstar is ever found.

Shane Hollander remembers Ilya Rozanov. Better than most. And now, several years retired and with two highly successful hockey biographies under his belt, he’s taking a crack at the mystery that’s haunted his own career with strings of what-ifs and memories revisited so often they’ve softened like old cotton.

Perhaps now, with the long eye of perspective between him and those memories, he can unravel the short lifetime of the man poised to become his biggest rival and best kept secret. Travelling to Russia he searches for stories and the answers they hold.

If only this damn dog that’s apparently a local cryptid would stop raiding his trash cans.

———

It has wandered this place for years. It knows every stream, every hill, every tree. Every pale, flat face in the place of straight lines. It does not know this face.

But it remembers dark eyes and star-dots across the cheeks. It cannot remember its own name.

But it remembers him.

—— It’s a magical realism AU that captivated me from the first word. Very well written, very well researched and it stuck with me long after finishing. Please give this some love

Summary:

Hollander stepped closer to the windowsill. Between a pair of empty designer vases sat a cheap ceramic lucky cat, white, with one paw raised. Hollander brushed his thumb over a small chip in the glaze. Somehow, looking was never enough for him. Whenever he liked something – the picture in the living room, the leaf, now this cat – he reached out and touched. Ilya remembered how, the night of their first hook-up, Hollander had touched him first too: fingers curling around Ilya’s arm, as though physical contact were the only way to make sure he was real.

It’s one of those dreamy fics that linger with your for quite some time.

Someone on this sub reccomanded it, so I checked this out. It’s a sweet fic, really warm and just aaawwww.

Summary: -Association of Zoos & Aquariums Forum Admin created new topic- AZA CONFERENCE RIDESHARE MASTER POST Hey everyone, hoping to link up for a ride to AZA in October? This thread is for you!

Ilya R. hi looking for ride from ottawa one-way. flying out after conference. will pay you for gas.

Shane H. I can swing through Ottawa as long as you’re ready to go by 9 am Mon. No smoking or snacks in the car but you can be in charge of the stereo.

Ilya R. thank you you seem like very safe driver Ilya R. even with stick up your ass Or, zookeeper Ilya meets aquarium keeper Shane on a road trip with only one bed and a whole lot of unlikely animal friends.

It’s such a cute fic that needs a bit more love.

Summary:

Ilya started the list when he was seven years old. Then, it was a single sheet of lined paper, the header Потрясающие вещи written in blue marker. Potryasayushchiye veshchi. Brilliant things. Wonderful things, amazing things.

The first few entries were easy. Simple.

#1: Пломбир. [Ice cream.] #2: Собаки. [Dogs.] #3: Катание на коньках. [Ice skating.] #4: Жёлтый цвет. [The color yellow.] #5: Библиотекарь в школе. [The librarian at school.]

Ilya makes a list for his mother, a list of everything in the world that is brilliant. Of course, he didn't know then how it would continue to change his life more than twenty years later.

———————— This fic is beautifully written and in my opinion derserves so much more kudos!

Are we still in phase obsessing or is it save to post a fan fic?

I am on chapter 6 thus far and it is funny, cute and has lovely banter. Kind of AU but not really.