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"Shane thought, as he studied the creature’s face inches from his own, that it resembled reading poetry to someone on their deathbed; he’d been afforded the mercy of witnessing something very beautiful, before his death.
The memory of an annotation surfaced unconsciously, soothing his fear. A scrawled, frantic handwriting in one of the accounts, detailing that the pain of a nightwalker’s bite was remarkable; until replaced with incomparable ecstasy."
or, apothecary Shane gets a late-night visit from a mysterious customer.
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- Part 1 of pinned down by the dark
Bookmarked by CarolineStyles22
24 Jun 2026
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'The idea of knowing something so secret, so elusive, enticed him like a siren song — quite literally, as it would surely kill him to be caught in such a trap.'
'applying the wolfsbane hurt. So Shane couldn’t at all comprehend his… paradoxical reaction. His obscenely large reaction.' JAJSJJA
'How could he forget this, a creature of fiction he’d obsessed over in silent infatuation, now standing before him, more beautiful than his text could hope to capture?''Like a butterfly pinned by an entomologist, rendered immobile for observation. Rozanov’s jaw flexed, lips pursed as he studied him.' Amo las comparaciones en esta fic
'He needed it to be Rozanov’s fault, so that when he was bleeding and debauched and likely satisfied with it, Shane did not have himself to blame.'
'“And if I drained you, took you until your pulse faded, you would use your last words to thank me.”
It was sinister, predatory, and the most seen Shane had ever felt in his life.' DIOS“You run business, should know supply and demand. You keep looking at my mouth, hoping I am hungry for you. So, I will ask again. Do you deserve it?”
'How frustrating, the years he’d sat alone with this nameless want, the years he’d endured consumption by shame and guilt, only for this stranger to waltz into his shop and pull him apart, examine him piecemeal like an autopsy, to read him down to his marrow.' Dios como va a estar tan bien escrita
“You… haven’t paid yet. For my service.”
“Oh,” Rozanov purred, clearly pleased, “how rude of me.” He leaned in close, lips ghosting over Shane’s. “What do I owe?” DAMN SHANE“Can’t believe I waited so long,” the creature muttered into his skin. “Your taste…” he paused to lick at blood that had descended to his clavicle, groaning at the flavor on his tongue. “Lucky I found you first.” Hot!!
“Not the pain? Yes, I can see that.” Rozanov pressed his thumb in harder, and Shane squeezed his eyes shut. “You fucking love it. You like that it hurts.” Shane made a weak sound of protest, promptly ignored. “Do not pretend. You moan for it, sound so good for me.” NO TENGO PALABRAS
“Yes, yes, fuck, what is this?” It was a miracle he could move his mouth to form the words. It was so much, so euphoric, so wholly unparalleled. His vision returned lethargically, consumed with phosphenes that took too long to dissipate.
“Reward, for my most willing prey.” HOT!!“Most prey run when they see fangs, zaichyk,” Rozanov said into his skin, making his way down Shane’s body with his mouth. “Did not think I had any ‘firsts’ left, until you begged me to have you.” 🛐
“I know, Hollander. You want it to be my fault. Big, bad night monster held you down, made you bleed.”
“Is too late for that. You beg me to bite you, beg for pain. You can pretend, but I know. Darling of town, sweet apothecary Hollander, fucking painwhore.”
'The image of his bloodied face, disarmingly handsome and wild with bloodlust,''Shane lost momentum again when he looked down at where Rozanov was ravaging his bloodied thigh, completely gone to the world otherwise. There was a distinct desperation to the way Rozanov clung to his body, the way he savored him. Needed him.'
'“Rozanov…” Shane sighed, then bit down on his lip, hard, before he said something stupid, admitted that he wanted to be consumed, that being a sustaining force for such a beautiful creature would make him feel whole, fill a cavernous space inside his being he didn’t realize was empty. He was supposed to be begging for his life, but the reverence with which the creature was treating him, as if he needed him to live…' COMO VAS A ESCRIBIR ASÍ
'Keeping his eyes locked on Shane’s, he leaned over his bloody thigh and spat the venom onto the puncture sites. The euphoria came quickly, and Shane couldn’t help but double over with the sudden pleasure.' QUE- (Hot!!!)
'He kissed the same way he fed; with plenty of tongue, and a decisive intensity, like he needed Shane to live and made no effort to pretend otherwise.'
'“Have me, Rozanov. I’m yours.”
Rozanov, intent on undoing Shane past any chance of repair, obliged.'
'The intimacy was unparalleled, a perfect surrender; Shane offering his life in an outstretched hand, Rozanov's lips one twitch away from death in silver.' AMO -
Thank You for the Venom by ilyalovshane
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Shadowhunters (TV)
23 Jun 2026
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It was a life or death situation. Shane's life was on the line and the only person who could save him was Ilya.
After Ilya saved Shane by giving him his venom, he knew he needed to keep Shane close.
A vampire and a shadowhunter in the same house for a week. What's the worst that can happen?
Bookmarked by CarolineStyles22
24 Jun 2026
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'He sank his teeth into the boy’s neck. The vein popped into his mouth. The boy tasted incredible. Sweet, delectable, angelic.'
'“Ah, no. Venom will not show its full effect unless we are at my den.” Another lie for a good cause. Maybe?' JASJJSJ yo cuando invento
'“Follow him, angel. Try them on and we’ll buy the ones you like.”
Oh.
“That’s not necessary, I-”
“I insist. Up you go, pretty boy.” With a hand in the middle of his back Ilya guided Shane towards the fitting room.' Hot!!! -
lost nothing in daylight by nomsy
Fandoms: Game Changers | Heated Rivalry - All Media Types
26 May 2026
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Ilya nods and bites at Shane’s earlobe, careful not to break the skin with his fangs that haven’t retracted yet. He kisses Shane softly before pulling Shane’s face against his shoulder. Shane shakes his head against the spot.
“No, Ilya,” he whispers. “You haven’t had enough blood lately. It’s better if I don’t -”
“Please,” Ilya says. “I feel good now.” He does – he feels like he could win a Stanley Cup right now, with the taste of Shane’s blood lingering in his mouth.
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Ilya has adjusted to being a vampire. He and Shane have time together, but they aren't prepared for an interruption.
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- Part 2 of mysterious states
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Bookmarked by CarolineStyles22
24 Jun 2026
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Shane Hollander liked his routine. He liked how easy it made things. But after six long years of strictly scheduled days and two exceptional nights with a man he hardly knew, Shane begins to question everything about himself, his relationship, and the immortal man he can't get off his mind.
OR: Shane can't let go of the Vampire Rozanov, and the Vampire Rozanov can't let go of him.
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- Part 3 of cum mortuis (in lingua mortua)
Bookmarked by CarolineStyles22
24 Apr 2026
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'Six years ago he had his first Friday date night with his boyfriend. Six weeks ago he had sex in a casket with a man he'd only seen once before. A man two-hundred years old with teeth as sharp as razors.' DAMN
"Well, you are here now," Ilya said. "Or would you like me closer, Mister Hollander?" 🫦
'"I had questions," Shane said, fighting against the spit that had pooled in his mouth. He hadn't quite realized he'd been nuzzling into the palm of Ilya's hand until a bit of drool had smeared across his cheek.' Jrmwitnwn
'Shane was a work of art, as far as he was concerned. Each freckle, each stretch mark, each dimple of his skin seemed to be perfectly molded onto his body for Ilya to revere.'
'"Fuck. Please, Ilya." Please devour me. Please mold me from the inside. Please let me ride this high until I can see you again. Please give me a reason to come back.'
"Do not quit on me now." He lifted Shane again. "I have seen you run. I know you can ride as well." DIOS
'"Perfect for me, Mister Hollander. My perfect boy."
Perfect. The word echoed inside Shane's head. Perfect. Perfect for Ilya. His favorite guest. His perfect guest.'"Usually just so I do not have people seen leaving my home covered in blood. Gives me bad reputation." JAJSJJA Ilya es tan Lestat en esta fic
'Maybe they were coincidences, maybe Ilya could just read Shane like no one else could, could attune himself to give Shane what he couldn't bring himself to ask for—and Shane liked that, begrudgingly. Being able to walk in and get exactly what he want sounded like a dream come true.' AMO
'He liked the blood, he liked the danger, he liked the teeth and the nails and all the sharp edges that Ilya entailed. And he wanted more. Wanted to see the bite marks the next morning, wanted a bruise where Ilya had his lips attached to Shane's precious skin, wanted some sort of reminder that all of this was real.' hot.
"You don't need to hear everything I think."
"Why? Are you ashamed of your kinks?"
"I don't have any kinks, asshole." JAJSJJA
"Do not lie to me, Mister Hollander." Ilya brushed a lock of hair away from Shane's face. "You would like it if I kept you here, no?" OMG-"My good boy, my delicious treat, always within reach." His thumb grazed the constellation of freckles across Shane's skin. "Your body always ready to take my cock. Your flesh always bared for me to feed. You would like that, wouldn't you, Mister Hollander?" DIOOOOS
"Does he know—" Ilya pressed his lips to the skin above Shane's heart, pausing to listen to it pound against Shane's ribs "—how much you hunger for me?" AYUDA QUE HOT
'"It is only fair, Mister Hollander," Ilya said, his voice low, "that I get to eat as well."
He trailed wet, sloppy kisses down Shane's body, his tongue and teeth and lips careful not to miss an inch as he sank to his knees.' QUE HOT 🛐🛐🛐'He ran his thumb over the engraving, feeling the smooth grooves on his skin.
A reminder he could carry, etched into gold until the end of time.
I.R.' possesive Ilya is always a treat'splayed out on his dining table, ready to be feasted upon.'
"And what will your boyfriend say when he sees you with my collar?" he asked, his voice low. "What will he say when he learns that you are mine?" NOPUEDESER
'"I did not call you my favorite for no reason. You are a delicacy, and I can not let just anyone have you. Who knows? If I do not claim you, then some vampire will take you and treat you like just meat, leave you to pick yourself up.'
'What is your fucking reception distance? How far do I have to be before you stop hearing this?
Ilya laughed. "You could go to another planet, and I would still hear you."' Lloro que tierno"Matching set," Ilya said, his fangs poking out from behind his lips as he let a wide grin stretch from ear to ear. "So you do not forget who you belong to." AAAAAAA
"Say whatever you need to, so I can have my beautiful, perfect boy all to myself until the sun rises." Amo
"Two-hundred's a long time to be alive."
Ilya swallowed. "Yes. A long time to be alone." 😭"Yes. Maybe I am. I am lucky to call a delicacy such as yourself 'mine'." He set Shane back on his feet, then wrapped his index finger around the chain of the collar.' Hot!!
"You make me curious, Mister Hollander." He brushed a lock of Shane's hair behind his ear. "There are things I would try with you that I would not dare with anyone else." OMG
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Ever since the first time Ilya gave Shane the reins, it’s only gotten easier to slip into that more submissive space. He likes giving up control, loves wearing the collar, and always feels lighter after he comes apart under Shane’s expert touch. There’s never been a time where he didn’t feel safe with Shane, and all that trust probably explains how he was able to be fucking clicker trained.
Shane experiments. Ilya is more than happy to let him.
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- Part 5 of puppy and/or bottom ilya
Bookmarked by CarolineStyles22
21 Jun 2026