I don't even like flying domestically

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[lunarblue11]

fanart for this year's wine

Shane was there when Ilya got the call, his arm heavy across Ilya's stomach, like even in sleep he could tell something was trying to take Ilya away from him. When Boston realize Ilya wants out, they send him to the highest bidder. The highest bidder is LA.

this drawing on AO3

[lucylehane]

Heated Rivalry, p. 75

[seraphollander]

always almost

[aggressivefrog]

[mayflowersinapril]

This one’s for @lunarblue11 ! A little wip sketch of Shane floating away on a ballon

Unfortunately I don't have much to add on why this exists, I just wanted to tie Shane to a balloon against his will ;) wip title game

[josephinecarttanneur]

[mayflowersinapril]

A universe grows on my body, where your hand touches me Suddenly the world returns, all that it has taken away

- Mashrou Leila, Radio Romances

[mayflowersinapril]

I'm adding the rest of the song below the cut because it really is quite beautiful and I've been thinking about it a lot.

ربي, نفخ الحب بصدري صعبان علي يا زمان أسامح سنين الحرمان خلاص هوانهم كان زمان يا الي انت حصتي في الدنيا كل عمري قبلك ضاع سدى يا مبرر عمري بالهوا حبيبي حررني من جهلي عوضني سنيني الي فاتتني

My god blow love into my chest It's hard for me, oh time, to forgive the years of deprivation Enough, the days of shame are in the past O you, My share in this world All of my life before you was lost in vain But with your love my existence is justified My love Free me from my ignorance Compensate for the years I have wasted

[mybloodstream-caffeine]

The day someone draws a shot recreation of the Romeo + Juliet fish tank scene with Hollanov, you will never hear from me again

[mybloodstream-caffeine]

Tell me they wouldn't eat this up. You literally can't

[drabbles-and-rambles]

I saw a post about Shane and Ilya being sad that they can't thank each other in their acceptance speeches like other can with their spouses and it got me thinking:

Ilya wins his first awards and hes got nobody he really wants to thank after his team and coach cause he he hates his family but he knows his speech is too short so on impulse he goes "And I want to thank Shane Hollander for being slightly worse than me this season". Everyone knows it was going to one of those two, so everyone thinks hes an asshole to say that but whats new so it works for him. But from then on it then becomes a bit for both of them to thank each other in their speeches in a snide way as a reason they won.

Shane winning the Art Ross Trophy (Awarded to the player who leads the league in total points at the end of the regular season). and going "special thanks to Rozanov for missing at least 5 shots this season, he was a huge help"

Ilya winning the Conn Smythe Trophy (Awarded to the most valuable player for his team in the playoffs.) "Just want to give a quick shout out to Hollander for getting knocked out in the second round this season. Must hate to see me up here."

They find a way to mention the other in their speeches every time all the time.

[ilyapasta]

Fracture and Collapse Chapter 6/6: Forward

Fic now complete!

Shane/Ilya; 66k; Rated E Tags: injury and recovery, Post Long-Game, Ilya POV, Shane POV

Preview:

“Kim has a point. This has been a lot, mentally. I probably should talk to a therapist,” Shane says. Ilya hands Shane another fry from his own bag without being asked. Shane chews slowly. Ilya waits. Shane remembers that he has to be honest. Wants to be. “But I think I just want to talk to you.”

Ilya nods, just a silhouette in the dark. “I also want this.”

Shane licks his lips. More salt. “Do you? Because I think it’s shitty of me to put everything on you.”

Ilya hums. “Strange thing to think.”

“Why?”

He sets his soda back in the cupholder. “Because I will go crazy if you don’t tell me what you are thinking.”

They watch another car drive across the empty lot to cut over to the dive bar attached to a mechanic down the way. Four people get out of the car, laughing loudly before disappearing into the dark bar. 

“Seems like it would be overwhelming after a while,” Shane says quietly. “Even if you want it.”

“Think of it as doing me a favor.”

Shane lets that hang in the air. Ilya is not superhuman. Shane can’t completely trust that Ilya means what he says, even when he says things so confidently, as if there’s no question to his devotion. There isn’t, but there is the question of the lengths Ilya will go to prove it. He’ll hack off parts of himself if he gets the slightest idea that Shane needs something. 

It makes it difficult, some days, to be honest. But they can’t continue like this, censoring their thoughts for each other. Shane wants Ilya to know him. He doesn’t want him to guess until he hurts himself. 

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[lunarblue11]

Shane’s old man pajamas

[fancyfade]

Made a chart for sorting fantheories

[lovethrush]

reeeeally obsessed with shane hollander as a character that is Cursed. in that the fears that he has architected his life and psyche around avoiding and preventing All Come True. everything that haunts him, every ocd theme (if u choose to read him that way, and i do) is realized.

he's so terrified of being viewed as weak & feminine, especially as an asian man. the fear of being gay keeps him up at night. and has to confront that he is not only gay but exclusively a bottom. which is the girl one, the really gay one. and he fucking loves it, his response to sex make it completely undeniable that his deepest most true desire, the thing that frees and fulfills him the most is also the realization of his greatest fear and the worst thing anyone could know about him. every day terrified of how it will alter his relationships and his public image, terrified of how it will change what it means to be the product his manager is selling.

he lives perpetually terrified of being caught out as a fake bad version of the real Shane Hollander who is palatable and good and Normal. "yeah no it’s just that we were all working even to help you maintain your closet and you don’t really seem very grateful for it. you keep struggling against these ties we very lovingly bound you in. oh well, maybe we can monetize the disappointment you've become. please stop kicking."

of course it's the other thing he loves most, hockey, that necessitates this posturing and his closet. it's the thing that demands total discipline over his body and mind. went through hazing and stuck to stringent performance diets (orthorexia btw) and grueling training programs and the monetization of his life and a surveilled existence and season after season of full out, failure-is-not-an-option level effort at all times and the responsibilities of the captaincy and and and and. all to be the man he is expected to be, required to be. for so little thanks, for so little acknowledgement of what it takes, except as criticism. work so impossibly hard and it’s kind of weird and off putting, you know you can unclench a little right? that diet you’re on is kinda gay haha just kidding, but no really haha. but anything less than utter hockey robot perfection throws EVERYTHING into question. one bad game after a bad day, month, year, and where was shane hollander tonight?

not to speak of when the two halves overlap. did you trip on purpose?

did you work your entire life to build an airtight, unimpeachable legacy, to conceal the deep fundamental wrongness of who you are from everyone else? sorry baby it caught up, and ooh yeah we hate what we see. let up on that iron grip for even a single second and it will come back to bite you. brought ilya to the cottage -> outed to parents, caught in his lie, in need of forgiveness. shared ilya/intimacy with the tightest circle of friends -> a careless straight man who has never exercised a fraction of the caution your life depends upon outs you to the world and now your team is icing you out. his reticence to come out strains the relationship he had already given up so much for, almost to the breaking point. his struggle to give up what he had and give up control is itself a joke, even to his loved ones.

none of his fears were blown out of proportion, none of it was his choice, nothing he ever did helped. his entire life lived in a cage. none of which makes letting go of the fear any easier of course. some might say it actually makes it perhaps! a bit harder. anything he could have done to save himself would've involved some great sacrifice of one of his few sources of comfort and safety and pleasure. everything he ever wanted came at such a cost.

[tara-the-star]

i love the phrase 'i dont go here but...' like you're so in awe of my work you have decided to trespass into a fandom you dont belong to just to appreciate it. i love everyone who doesn't go here

[shanesleftskate]

ask game incoming!!! 10, 28, and 42 <3

Have you ever ice skated, roller skated or played hockey?

I have! All Canadians are born with skates on thier feet but it has been a while since I was on a rink (or a pond, or a clearing that's been sprayed with water all winter), Never played hockey tho and I've in-line skated but not roller bladed

Rec a fanfic! Or fan edit! Or fanart or fan artist!

advice from fools by Anonymous is canon divergent angst which is my main wheelhouse give me all the angst

this series by ghosttotheparty is one I keep coming back to

Oh!!! and I love all things time travel so fall in love again and again by @ehlihr was like crack to me

There's so much good fic rn and it's crazy trying to stay on top of it all, Also it's always a good day when @bugslibraryy posts anything, the sheer volume of output from them is insane and their writing is very buzzy 😵‍💫

as for fanart @iruutciv @lunarblue11 and @vivodesdemona are all no miss artists for the fandom just the highest quality art here

What colors do YOU think the MLH Ottawa team should sport?

The obvious is red and black(+gold) which is what almost every Ottawa team has but I would maybe like if they ended up with colours more in line with the Ottawa charge but they probably won’t cause those are the flames colours too. Pretty much the Sens alt jersey should be the Cens home jersey imo

[ultra-nanai]

‘Want’

[lunarblue11]

9-1-1 is both genuine and a parody of itself and I keep forgetting one part or the other at the worst times. lol