noNic02



Recent works

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Rozanov pins Shane down, fucks into him like he almost hates him, gets a hand around his cock, rough and deliberate, and says it low against his ear—go ahead, try it. Say her name one more time, I fucking dare you—and Shane opens his mouth and sobs into the pillow and nothing else comes out. Just tears and the blood under his nails from Rozanov's back. Then he finds the angle he's been finding since Nashville, and the name is gone entirely.

    That's also, more or less, the point.

    Shane hates him for that. He hates him the way you hate something that keeps being right about you.

    -

    Or: Shane spends nine years building a structure so airtight it functions as a personality, and Ilya Rozanov spends nine years being the single thing that doesn't fit inside it.

    Featuring crazy situationship sex, the complications of sometimes being a terrible person, and one unhinged fixation on Svetlana Vetrova, 31 photos deep, that was never about Svetlana Vetrova.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    36,612
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Comments:
    153
    Kudos:
    506
    Bookmarks:
    188
    Hits:
    11,801

    12 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 70

    Tags
    Summary

    So turned out that old Vito had had a goomar, an orientale woman no less. The Don had met her before the Great War when he’d been trying to sell extra virgin olive oil to the mom-and-pop eateries between Fifth and Sixth Ave in Koreatown. (Clemenza himself had nothing against a nice bowl of tteokbokki, looked like pasta, tasted nothing like it; sprinkle summathat scallion on top, now there was a meal.) Not only that, but they’d had a son (baptized, at least, sia lodato Gesù Cristo). And, what was more, the Don wanted him brought inside. Brought inside for what, exactly, he wouldn’t say: the Don was so tight-lipped it was amazing a cigar could even get in there. And Clemenza was to mentor the boy. Hudson, his name was. “Like the river?” Tessio had asked, bewildered; Clemenza had shrugged. Who the fuck knew. Good river, the Hudson. Had kept many of Clemenza’s bodies hidden over the years.

    --
    Hudson Corleone's rise to capo dei capi, the most powerful crime boss in all of New York, as seen through Peter Clemenza's eyes.  

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    7,427
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    96
    Kudos:
    192
    Bookmarks:
    70
    Hits:
    1,686

    09 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Shane doesn't love making decisions. Ilya does. Isn't that convenient?

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    22,586
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    578
    Kudos:
    3,062
    Bookmarks:
    998
    Hits:
    28,571

    06 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Three years ago Ilya Rozanov killed a man in a Brooklyn alley and Shane Hollander grabbed his bloody arms and didn't let go.

     

    How do you protect someone from yourself when yourself is the only thing they keep coming back to?

    ----
    or: Ilya is a serial killer. Shane the lure. A heartbreaking crime-situationship ensues.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    27,814
    Chapters:
    9/15
    Comments:
    177
    Kudos:
    568
    Bookmarks:
    172
    Hits:
    13,661

    06 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    Shane leaves that Vegas penthouse suite feeling wretched, and like an idiot, and like he never wants to see Ilya Rozanov again.

    Except, well. Then there are zombies.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    95,670
    Chapters:
    3/3
    Comments:
    1,962
    Kudos:
    6,288
    Bookmarks:
    2,914
    Hits:
    90,407

    05 Jun 2026