fashions of fate 🪐

okay i’m done with off season now. let’s watch hockey let’s watch hockey let’s watch hockey. play hockey so i can watch it and you do new things and i can watch it and and and and

Ilya Rozanov voice im a real bad girl but a real good kisser

ilya posting is so hard bc of his name. like. u can make shane into anything. shaneberries. shaney. what the hell can u do with ilya

tears in his eyes pissed as hell rock hard in a three thousand dollar tuxedo begging for a blowjob in a public bathroom. you love to see it

days without heated rivalry Who Knows. i love shane and ilya so much it feels like religion

'oh sick like crazy?' 'oh, cancer?' SHANE STOP GUESSING!!!!

the moral of heated rivalry is that yes, he will still love you even if you DO just repeatedly guess random afflictions he could be referring to when he tries to tell you his father is sick instead of simply letting him explain the situation

Soft butch Jane Hollander finally cutting her nearly hip length hair into a choppy razored wolf cut/shag and Lilya Rozanova legitimately forgetting how to breathe as she slams her rum and coke at a stupid bar in Tampa in a dress she thought would be funny but now looks stupid because god, she’s never even seen Jane in pants let alone the smudgy eyeliner and crisp button down with the sleeves rolled up and wide leg trousers, sunglasses tucked in her cleavage and oh my god, is she wearing a black lacy bra? Can she actually see Jane Fucking Hollander’s Bra ™? Did her awful fucking movie star boyfriend make her change her image?? If he did it would be a weird choice because prissy, perfectly feminine, princess Jane looks gay now. Really fucking gay.

i knowwwwww in my heart ilya would love taking shanes last name and after they have kids referring to their family unit as hollanders. ilya turning around to the backseat like okey hollanders here is plan. we are going to be in and out of costco in thirty minutes. you may choose ONE item each. if we get separated we meet at optometrist. we will get ice creams on the way out as long as everyone is cool and nobody tells dad. hollanders on three.