queceza



Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Ilya hums, playing the card he's been considering for this entire conversation. “We could make more interesting, yes? A bet.”

    “A bet,” Shane repeats, eyes flashing. “Like what?”

    The reporter cuts in. “What about wearing the other player’s jersey?”

    They both turn to her, and Shane says, “Like, the loser wears the winner’s jersey?”

    “Maybe at the next game in a couple of months?”

    “Is a good idea,” Ilya muses, nudging Shane’s elbow. “You will look better in my jersey than in Montreal jersey.”

    Shane makes a low noise, his eyes holding a bit of a spark when he looks back to Ilya. It’s what Ilya was hoping for—the tiniest crack in the mask. He can see a hint of exasperated affection around the corners of Shane’s eyes, a little bit of fire burning just beneath the surface. It sends a thrill down Ilya’s spine, and he wonders if Shane will be snarky when Ilya gets him naked tonight.

    “That’s not happening,” Shane replies, shaking his head. “Because you’re not winning.”

    ---
    Ilya should have known better.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    6,238
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    7
    Comments:
    508
    Kudos:
    9,782
    Bookmarks:
    1,899
    Hits:
    73,529

    08 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    “I told you. Hollander and I, we are in love. He is my hockey player.” Ilya wiggled his eyebrows at the joke, but couldn’t keep himself from watching Scott Hunter.
    “Sure, Roz. You and Hollander are in love, want to get married, spend the rest of your lives playing hockey together.” When Ilya didn’t immediately reply to that very accurate statement, Hunter continued: “If you two are in love, I’m straight. That’s how likely that is.” He had laughed and skated away, though Ilya really hadn’t understood what was supposed to be funny about that.
    Standing alone on the ice, the crowd slowly filing out of the rink, Ilya was faced with a startling realization: telling people may be harder than he thought.
    or
    What if Shane gave Ilya permission to soft launch their relationship. Ilya is, of course, thrilled and immediately starts telling everyone around him. Problem is, no one believes him!

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    13,037
    Chapters:
    3/3
    Collections:
    10
    Comments:
    836
    Kudos:
    11,765
    Bookmarks:
    1,809
    Hits:
    88,045

    31 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    "Maybe he should ask Ilya for Shane Hollander’s number. Shane was a fucking babe.

    The thought made Troy smile, and that was at least something.”

    ***

    What if in Role Model, Troy actually asked Ilya for Shane's number?

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,593
    Chapters:
    4/4
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    396
    Kudos:
    13,256
    Bookmarks:
    1,520
    Hits:
    107,268

    29 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 82

    Tags
    Summary

    Yelena can’t help her wandering mind, to where Bob is sitting hunched over a psychology textbook in sweats and a Snuggie, and curses herself for not having more control over the situation.

    For once, Yelena Belova is not in control of her feelings, and she’s– her body is taut, she feels restless, like she can’t keep her mind straight. Every time she tries to distract herself, her mind wanders back to Bob’s stubble, smell of his hair, of the shampoo he definitely stole from her. The way he backed her against the staircase and ignited something in her that she didn't think she had the energy to think about nor the wanting to unpack.

    Or,

    Yelena goes for a ride.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,139
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    14
    Kudos:
    596
    Bookmarks:
    82
    Hits:
    7,252

    19 May 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 4

    Tags
    Summary

    "This isn’t a job I’d have gone looking for. I won’t lie about that. But knowing what those kids would have gone through if not for our work, knowing what you went through… it means something, you know?” He looked down awkwardly. “And the pay’s good,” he added quickly.

    Inej laughed a little shakily. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she admitted.

    “Same thing you’re already doing,” Specht teased, “just not quite as well.”

    There was a moment, then, that hung in the air like the mist off the water at night: delicate in a way that made him feel sharply, overwhelmingly human. Then he looked into her face and she was looking at him, and she was leaning forward and he was pulling her down to him and their mouths met in a shock of heat.

     

    TLDR: Inej, Specht, and some catharsis after a battle to take a slave ship.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,901
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    13
    Kudos:
    26
    Bookmarks:
    4
    Hits:
    232

    07 Feb 2025