Jordyn

[baradragon]

christianity being a real facet of peoples lives instead of something you grow out of is killing me what do you mean youre 19 and still believe that mission trips are a positive force in the world

[charl0ttan]

personally i think it would feel good as hell to be somewhere a visitors center right about now

[charl0ttan]

i neeeed to be browsing through a wooden rack of pamphlets

[mutinsfromthemoon]

the intern is doing a funny montage video with a bunch of questions for the centaurs and they ask shane “what do you consider to be a perfect day?” and shane answers “any day i spend with ilya is a perfect day” and the intern’s like “but you spend every day with him” and shane just deadpans “yeah? it’s been perfect since i married him” and they ask “even when you guys lose?” and shane goes “if i lose, i still go home to ilya”. and then they ask the same question to ilya and he answers “a perfect day is when i spend every single hour with shane” and the intern says “shane answered the same way” and ilya’s like “really?” and the intern tells him “he said that every day has been perfect since you guys got married” and ilya gets a little emotional and asks softly “he said that?” and the intern nods and ilya just gets up and leaves to go find his husband because he needs to give him a big sloppy kiss immediately.

[snowsmoked]

Shane doesn't understand how lucky he got that his parents didn't come to the All Stars game. Yuna would have taken one look at her dressed up/prettied up son (who has never worn dressy clothes unless contractually obligated) talking to Ilya-heart-eyes-Rozanov who is looking at her boy like he's the love of his life, and she would have clocked their shit immediately. David saw their chemistry just by watching the game on TV. The game probably didn't even show Ilya kissing Shane's helmet because they would have been replaying the goal.

Then all three Hollanders would talk around it without actually talking about it for the rest of the weekend.

"Rozanov actually seems pretty nice in person."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Maybe we could invite him to grab dinner with us."

"No."

"You really hate him that much?"

"No, I just - like, we're not friends or whatever."

"Okay, where should we get dinner then?"

"I can't. I have plans tonight."

"Alright then, you boys have fun."

"What?"

"What?"

[1617]

sometimes home is a person

[pomplerrr]

please don't say that

[gayhockeyshow]

[orcboxer]

"trump dying won't fix fascism" neither would a big steamy bowl of pad thai but I still want it

[iwrotemrtambourineman]

i know this scene gets talked about so much but watching the bellboy bit again last night its just so sweet how one of the first things that shane does after implementing cottage honesty is his little bellboy joke like he’s going “play with me! i want to play with you! look how silly I’m being! do bits with me please!” love really is stored in the silly bits you do with your partner

[sweetladyjustice]

I'm devastated this bit didn't make it into the show

[thisfeebleheart]

"When Shane says "Ilya" back, he's flooded with relief and happiness."

[connorstorriesource]

how tender Ilya can be

[ilya-sweetheart]

married-and out-shane who is out of fucks

media: we heard some rather interesting chirps today, your husband seemed eager to drop his gloves over it

shane: that wasn’t chirping. it was hate speech, which is actually illegal. and my captain was defending his teammate

media, foundering: well, we all know guys say things in the heat of the moment and (interrupted)

shane: no, no. i’ve been angry on the ice before— fuck, i’m angry now — but you’ll never hear me use a slur against another player or person…but for some players it’s normal and accepted by their teams and fans

[podcastwizard]

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.

[podcastwizard]

lot of people commenting on this post like "who eats lunch at 4pm that's a terrible time to eat lunch" yes. that is the point. 4pm lunch is inadvisable. 4pm lunch is not the ideal. 4pm lunch makes the mind demons real.

[podcastwizard]

folks you’re never gonna believe what i did today

[ilya-sweetheart]

drunk shane leaning into ilya’s shoulder, jacket off, hair messy, eyes closed and lips red from kissing and drinking wine “som’times i wizsh i could eat’your heart so that you (hiccup) you’re always inside me”

ilya, equally as drunk and suddenly a poet of profound wisdom “ ‘nd i wish i could live in your cage of ribs, the bones around your heart — the fuck whats its called, whatever — and never ever leave ever”

both nodding in complete agreement “ilya do y’think we can do voluntary organ transplants with eachother?”

“we have same blood type so yes. probably. we are rich so who cares. tomorrow we call doctor”

“okay <3”

wyatt caught all this on tape and shows the team in the morning. somehow no one is surprised, least of all hollanov

[stuckinapril]

Very true

[butch--dan]

once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

[boringmenace]

Ilya thinking he’s about to embark on a sexcation only to be bombarded by cutieful Shane Hollander with plans to spend the rest of their lives together which effectively alters Ilya’s brain chemistry to be The Boyfriend of all time is straight up the funniest thing about heated rivalry

[boringmenace]

Shane and Ilya hadn’t seen each other for 4 months.

After leaving the cottage and having a tearful goodbye at the airport as official boyfriends, they had been surviving off of texts and facetimes for months. They had tried to see each other during the preseason, but due to other obligations, every effort failed.

Shane thought he might lose his mind. 

He felt stupid. Even just last season it didn’t feel this damn hard. Ignoring his feelings also made it possible to ignore just how deeply he would miss Ilya in the times they were apart. Now it consumed him. It thrashed in him in a way that left his chest tight and pained. Sometimes it would get so bad that he couldn’t stop himself from telling Ilya how much it hurt, and he would feel a little better when Ilya would tell him he felt the same.

But tonight was their first game against each other of the season. The Raiders were in Montreal, and Shane was going to have Ilya to himself for an entire night.

They leaned down across from each other on the ice for the face off and it took every ounce of control for Shane to stop himself from reaching for his boyfriend in front of the entire stadium.

“How was your summer?” Shane asked, daring to meet Ilya’s eyes.

Ilya’s face split into a grin. “Very good. Best in a long time.”

Montreal won.

The moment Ilya let himself inside Shane’s apartment Shane was on him, wrapping his arms around Ilya in a vice-like grip.

And then Ilya was kissing him. And kissing him and kissing him and kissing him and-

“Wait,” Shane gasped, pulling away. Ilya raised a brow, not-so subtley tugging at the hem of his shirt. “I wanna show you something.”

Intrigued, Ilya gestured in front of him. “Lead the way.”

Shane grabbed Ilya’s hand and pulled him toward the kitchen, Ilya’s feet stuttering as the dining table came more into view. Shane stopped short, suddenly feeling self conscious. 

There were a couple candles lit and two plates beside each other, filled with food. A bottle of wine and some glasses framed the display. “I was thinking,” Shane began. “You know, we can’t really like… go on dates or anything. So I thought I could, like, bring a date to us, maybe.” 

Ilya didn’t respond at first and just stared, leaving Shane feeling compelled to explain more. “It’s steamed fish. I was trying to think of something that we’d both like, I hope it’s okay.”

Ilya began to blink rapidly and turned to Shane, the smile on his face showing every single tooth in his mouth. “Shane Hollander,” he said, the smile sounding in his voice. “You’re taking me on a date?”

Shane huffed and nodded. “Yeah.”

Ilya grabbed his face with both hands and smacked a loud kiss to his lips. “I love you,” he murmured into Shane’s mouth.

Shane didn’t know happiness could feel like this. This… big. “And I love you. Come on, before it gets cold.”

The two sat hunched together while they ate, giggling and whispering to each other as if they weren’t the only ones in the whole apartment. They stole kisses, grabbed knees, tapped feet. 

Shane was damn near in Ilya’s lap the whole dinner.

That is, until he was actually in Ilya’s lap once they finished, fusing his mouth to Ilya’s in a way that left Ilya gasping.

Shane couldn’t imagine a more perfect moment, and he had never been more sure that this was going to be forever.

[yiiiiiiiikes25]

shane’s so fucking brave, man. where the fuck would they be if shane weren’t so full of courage

[punksalmons]