I'm really glad Melissa has been added to The Canon bc I was experiencing heartburn the other night and did genuinely think to myself "if Shane can ask Melissa if the fries are his friend I can send my doctor a message on mychart at 11:30 pm" and we updated my treatment plan!
Also we Need to keep shallergies going strong until at least the end of September when I find out if I'm fructose intolerant because you know if I get diagnosed Shane's getting diagnosed too 🤝
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the issue with growing up in the 2000s and 2010s was like there was this really big push toward "accepting your weirdness" overall but they meant like idk wearing mismatched socks or something not being tangibly beyond the norm in any way shape or form
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in a reasonable canon, shane would simply have THEE most dependent and intimate relationship with the montreal team nutritionist. like, he has her on speed dial. they text multiple times per day. she spends 60% of her work hours adjusting meal plans for his texture issues and aversions. nobody else really sees how intense their connection is.
when he was crashing out about trading to ottawa, he said, "You know, it's just gonna be really hard to leave melissa," and hayden was sitting right there like. "melissa?? it's gonna be hard to leave MELISSA??"
but i think we can probably convince melissa to move to ottawa with him, don't worry.
#heated rivalry#cackling about shallergies verse#melissa getting a text that's just 'melissa they put fucking treenuts in my protein bar'#he does not need to specify which one#melissa sighs and puts on her glasses and gets to work#GOD melissa goes on vacation and hears the news that shane had an allergic reaction and is FURIOUS#WHO FUCKED WITH HER RECORD#NOT A SINGLE FUCKING TIME ON HER WATCH HAS SHANE HOLLANDER HAD A REACTION DURING THE SEASON#WHO WANTS TO DIE
melissa barging into ottawa's offices and just handing over a contract for her employment.
"um, excuse me, ma'am, who ar-"
"i have kept shane hollander alive and fed his for almost his entire nhl career, and i have invested too much time to stop now."
"but ma'am, we-"
"no more questions. sign."
obviously she's a dietician with a specialty in athletes which means the primary concerns of her patients are 1. need All The Fucking Calories and 2. need All The Fucking Protein, but in my heart, she is the flavor of dietician who focuses also on enjoyment and satiety (fun fact: you actually digest food better and get more nutrition out of food you like eating). like you're going to eventually get sick of how much you have to eat by the time you're 3/4 of the way through the season, but by GOD WILL SHE TRY TO MAKE THINGS ENJOYABLE AS LONG AS SHE CAN.
so she meets 20 year old shane who already comes into this meeting apologetic because he KNOWS this is all specific and it's a pain to have aversions when he already has allergies to work around, so he doesn't mind a lot of repetition when-
and melissa is just ✋ i did not put in the work to get this degree only to suck at this job. let's talk texture preferences.
(melissa does NOT know about mango time) (shane is kind of afraid of what she would do to him if she found out) (he cannot have melissa being mad at him it would actually send him into a nervous breakdown)
shane the day melissa finds out her dietetic magnum opus is out here RECREATIONALLY POISONING HIMSELF like she doesn't have a fucking DOSSIER on his ass crafted over YEARS of trial and error and research and innovation
SHE HAND-SELECTS MENUS BASED ON HOW STRESSED YOU ARE AT ANY GIVEN POINT IN THE SEASON AND BASED ON THE WIN/LOSS BALANCE OF THE TEAM BECAUSE ANXIETY MAKES YOU NAUSEOUS SO YOU NEED ADJUSTED FLAVOR PROFILES AND THE SECOND YOU'RE OUT OF HER DIRECT SUPERVISION, YOU FUCK AROUND????
my tags and then @meghan-maria's tags because i have received wisdom from the great beyond that shane was SO apologetic and so ready to just take whatever melissa picked for him that she actively has him report back on the meals with what he thinks about them and if he liked them or not and what he would want to change because she wants to encourage healthy ideas about food and being able to enjoy them and not having to apologize for "melissa, please don't make me eat quinoa the texture is Bad melissa i am so tired of quinoa", WHICH MEANS.
shane has a snapchat that is ONLY to send melissa his meals and thoughts. she is the only person he has on there. he sends them to her daily with his thoughts after he eats his mealpreps and snacks.
but this ALSO means that when he gets drunk, brain is still going "gotta tell melissa". and i am CACKLING at the idea of shane out with the team after the first cup win sending a fucking. BARELY in frame, very blurry because he can't hold the phone still, can barely hear him over the noise of the bar video on snapchat that's just, "mmmm so. oh, hi melissa! it's shane. ummmm so there's fries, which are potatoes, so one of the highest satiety factors but fried so ummm i don't know. also there's mushrooms" *the fastest and blurriest camera pan of all time that maybe showed fried mushrooms and maybe didn't because there is truly no way to tell* "but umm. gross. i had a sandwich. it was-hayden what was the sandwich?" *equally drunk hayden making this video even more motion sickness to watch as he grabs shane and shakes him a little bit* "it was FUCKING DELICIOUS, BUDDY. that's what it was!" "no, hayd! this is for melissa. i have to tell her." (he does not. shane, baby, the season is over and this is you eating bar food). "oh, it was chicken and something." "melissa, it was chicken and something. and it had avocado so bad, but i got cheese. fat with protein. okay bye. oh also salad. because fiber, and, um, micronutrients. okay bye."
melissa saves it and it is her favorite thing to watch on hard days when she needs to laugh.
and my god my HEART imagining shane his last year with the metros when people are turning against him and also food now feels more dangerous because he doesn't know if people are going to fuck with him or not and he just starts. inventing reasons to hang out in melissa's office when it's time to eat. because melissa makes food feel Safe, and rn a lot of things in his life feel so Not Safe. and listen...is it the healthiest coping mechanism? no. but melissa has also known shane long enough to understand that Something is amiss, so if he wants to hang out in her office to eat, she just gets a live update about what he liked and didn't like about the prep for today's lunch.
god my fucking HEART hurts thinking about shane slowly getting stricter and stricter with his food over the course of the last season with the metros because SO much of his life feels out of control and food is the one thing he has control over, and the idea of melissa who has worked with him for years and so gently helped him nip disordered eating tendencies in the bud now watching him getting worse and worse. and now we're slowly not talking about food as enjoyable anymore. and preference snapchats are starting to creep back into i need X calories and X protein and no other preferences come up territory.
and melissa has been SO proud of shane's development over time. because he did come in with some behaviors that were a little concerning, and through dedication and being That Fucking Good at her job, they've really managed together to find a good balance for shane between feeling like he is adaquately fueling himself for peak performance but also ENJOYING food. this supports his nutritional requirements AND it's tasty. he can have both things! it's okay to like your food! it doesn't have to be penance!
and i am imagining melissa's heart hurting so much watching shane sloooowly falling victim to not expressing preferences because everything feels bad right now and restriction over food and being able to muscle through makes him feel like he has control over something. and he's hitting macros and calories and on paper is eating Fine. but he's not enjoying it. his snapchats and texts are now questions about protein and bioavailability and supplements and not, "was this the same sauce as the one last month?? it tasted really good." or "the texture of the chicken was weird when it was cooked like that. can we change it? i liked when it was cut really thin in last week's grain bowl."
and like. what can she do? she can offer choices and lean on the information she's gathered from years of working with him, but she doesn't have control over the team or management. she can make her office a safe space for him to be in, but the second he's out that door, she can't do anything. and he's her client, yes, but she's gotten very fond of him over their years together and getting to watch his life get better because of working with her, and now he's hurting and restricting himself and there's nothing she can do about it because this team has become bad for him.
and now i am thinking about what a difference it would make if melissa took him aside towards the end of the season to have a very genuine conversation of, "i know this isn't my place on this team and i'd probably get fired for saying it, but you aren't happy here, shane, and if you need to go somewhere else where you can be happy and healthy, i think you should consider making that choice."
and what a difference it would make to have "permission" from someone he's considered an authority for years in the workplace going, "you can choose something that's better for you."
extremely funny canon divergence opportunity in which shane thinks he's being subtle about snapchatting the tuna melts to melissa because she likes hearing that he's eating well on the road because eating not at home with mealpreps can be tricky and difficult, and then ilya is?? you are?? taking pictures??? of food?? what, you do instagram now???
and shane has to admit to this VERY deep and personal relationship with melissa (SIGNIFICANTLY: DOESN'T SAY HER JOB. JUST SAYS "oh, melissa likes to make sure i'm eating okay on the road" BECAUSE DOESN'T THINK TO CLARIFY WHO MELISSA IS. SHE'S MELISSA.) and ilya is lowkey highkey very jealous about it (ilya ffs), so we get a microdose of the rose jealousy that in this soft little bubble makes ilya want to dibs shane because HE isn't getting snapchats of what shane is eating all day. someone else?? has something with shane that he doesn't??? unac-fucking-ceptable.
so ilya kicks this bf rp up to fucking ELEVEN, and shane gets put at ease because melissa's response is, "oooh, tasty! looks like those are the good pickles, too!" so now melissa has cosigned at least one element of today, so it feels a little more comfortable. and like. he knows that contacting his dietician so often is probably Not Normal, but ilya?? doesn't make fun of him for it?? not genuinely at least?? (again: ILYA DOES NOT KNOW SHE IS A DIETICIAN. HE THINKS MELISSA IS A GIRL SHANE IS TALKING TO ENOUGH THAT SHE GETS SNAPCHATS ABOUT WHAT HE'S EATING EVEN *AT ILYA'S HOUSE*.) at dinner, he even pushes shane's plate towards him at a better angle with, "melissa will want to know this also?"
and what ILYA thinks he's doing is staking a claim against melissa. yeah, sure, you get pictures of what shane is eating. but ilya is MAKING what shane is eating. en garde, harlot. 🖕
and also!! because of when this happened!! ilya doesn't ask the you like girls question because the answer would appear to be YES. what he asks instead is, "you message melissa often?" because again! HE thinks this is someone shane is potentially seeing!
and shane (WHO THINKS HE'S JUST ANSWERING ABOUT HIS DIETICIAN) answers, "yeah, pretty often. she says she likes it, though. she gets worried when i DON'T message her a few times a day haha. she's really nice."
and ilya is fucking SEETHING with jealousy. in his home!!! texting a woman!!! outrageous!!!
but also the nudge he needs to try and push for a little bit more with shane because oh!! this feels bad!!! the potential of someone taking him feels bad!!! and it's a little scary but today has been SO fucking nice. so ilya just wants a LITTLE claim! a little assurance that shane won't up and ghost him one day for fucking MELISSA.
so that night (because again! no talk that ended in the first names meltdown!), they're in bed and it's dark and ilya SO casually guys. SO casual. he's SO casual y'all. is just, "this is nice, yes?" and for shane?? yeah, actually. he did have to bring up his allergies because melissa noticed he's in someone's house and was curious so he said he was at a friend's, and melissa saw something in the background and was like, "did you let them know that almond butter better stay WELL away from anything for you?" which prompted shane into "hmmmmmm better mention this big thing for the first time in years", and then ilya?? was so nice about it?? scolded him for not saying something but in a way that was obviously not actually mad at him but then put allergens away?? and also is so cool about shane's maybe-dependent relationship with his dietician??
and it's a reminder that ilya is a place where it's safe for him to be a little off and not perfect and it's actually really nice to be with him like this. he hadn't know if it would be until it happened, but today?? was pretty great??
so when ilya asks if shane would like to do this more often, his answer is yes.
(and if ilya puts a little extra effort into breakfast the next day because get FUCKED melissa, ilya is on the roster officially, too, then shane does not need to know that when he sends his snapchat)
i see this and raise you: melissa ends up accidentally being the first person in the world to know about hollanov because ilya after he decides on Time To Get Fucking Serious starts researching allergies because melissa (the ENEMY) might get pictures of shane's food, but ilya will MAKE food. he is WINNING this fight.
and in the course of researching allergies, he gets in his own head about allergen contamination and the fact that allergens can cause reactions in semen if someone is sensitive enough, so he goes to HIS team's nutrition department to ask questions and adjust his meals to be allergy-friendly with the excuse of an allergic girl he's seeing a lot, and the dietician on the team is ?? wow?? that's a lot of restrictions. hmmmm. and then has a lightbulb moment of "oh! doesn't melissa over on montreal's team do a lot of work with allergies?? she gave a presentation at a conference a couple of years ago. let me send her an email."
and listen! melissa fucking LOVES allergies and adjustments. there's a limit to how much she'll do for a rival team, but yeah, she can at least point you in the right direction for the sake of not accidentally killing whatever poor woman thinks she's going to lock down infamous womanizer ilya rozanov. go ahead and send over her-
...huh. this list looks. Pretty Fucking Familiar.
so now ilya is still in this one-sided rivalry for shane's love while melissa is just fucking delighted at knowing this secret (and she DOESN'T say anything, even to shane. that's his move to come out if and when he wants.). so ilya is mentally killing Mystery Melissa with his mind and meanwhile actual melissa just finds it very sweet that ilya is fully adjusting his meals to be safe for shane when they're together even though she knows from their schedules they don't meet THAT often. like ilya is filled with hatred at there being a mistress in this SUPER casual thing he has with hollander that's SO casual, and meanwhile melissa is just, "ah, i'm rooting for you crazy kids <3"
when Ilya shows up to Shane’s hospital room after he gets hit there’s a bag of safe snacks in there labeled “Feel better! xoxo Melissa” and he has Feelings about it. If he ever finds this woman he’s going to key her car. It’s probably a stupid car too. Like an SUV. Hollander probably likes that. He would totally send boring food pictures to a girl who drives a boring SUV. Figures.
…
GOD ilya manages to track down A Melissa through the grapevine because whispers on the team are that shane is in love with a melissa who's on staff, so he narrows it down to the three melissas and because of his impeccable gaydar dismisses registered dietician melissa because Oh For Sure Not Into Men, which leaves communications office melissa and legal department melissa. through stalking instagram for an amount of time he will NEVER admit to, he decides that communications office melissa is faithful to her boyfriend who pops up on her story regularly, but legal department melissa appears SUSPICIOUSLY single. also! has multiple pictures on her instagram of meals at restaurants!! the harlot!! he found her!! she's got a thing for food! it all makes sense! (ilya, for the love of god).
thus begins a fierce, burning hatred for COMPLETELY the wrong fucking melissa.
"More than anything, it's the bitter survival in the song. That, through everything there's a chance to make it through, even as the darkness closes in."
Yes! That's so true, it's something I love about this song too (and their music in general) - it's that even though they often deal with tragedy and heartbreak, they are also defiant. There's pain, yes, and that pain is never glorified, but there's beauty, also. We are not alone. (And there's love, and silliness, and anger, and relief, and everything that makes us human, messy and imperfect as we are).
I also love that you listed both Elsa's Song and The Rockrose & the Thistle as your faves, I think they are kind of underrated by the fandom! Any thoughts on those that you'd be willing to share? (obv don't feel obligated, if you don't want to, I'm just really interested in your thoughts) 💖
naturally i'm only seeing this after the exchange has concluded, but alas.
firstly, flower imagery, my beloved. using plant life to point towards broader themes is a wonderful device (one of my fav shakespeare scenes is ophelia's flower monologue) and a great shorthand for what you want someone to pay attention to. and it makes it easy to get a tattoo based on a song.
then there's, of course, the bitter perseverance of so many tad songs. i had to do this stupidass assignment in high school (that clearly i'm still annoyed by) where i had to distill who i was/am as a person into a single person. part of which was looking at favourite songs and media for overarching themes. my first pull for a word was the french 'pathetique' a beautiful tragedy, but i was pretty sure that would send me directly to the counsellor so i settled on 'overcome'. my hella depressed self was having none of it, but, to circle back to the actual songs, it's, i think, the desire to be known and cared for at the lowest points that i really clung to, especially in the rockrose and the thistle (both of which symbolise resilience, the rockrose also adapability and the thistle protection).
as for elsa's song, it's almost the refusal to believe that you can be loved. "you'll scream 'i wont forget you' / but i'll cover my cold ears / it cannot be a lie if no one hears' and "you'll strew some sage and lilies / and roses where i rot / of all the flowers you picked / i knew you would forget / forget-me-nots". sage is wisdom and longevity, lilies are purity and rebirth, and roses are, of course, love and passion. the last verse pretty much confirms the thought that the love they are offered is finite, pretty much "ill honor you now with these pretty flowers, but you'll fade from my thoughts as these petals wilt" it's basically a gotcha moment. it sorta matches little miss why so, being so lost in the loneliness of a really bad depressive episode that you cant register or accept that there are people that care and want to help if you let them in.
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i make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right
He walked alone. His doublet seemed out of place in the dense forest ahead, too bright for the eerie expanse. A fire burned in his restless heart, blinding rage for how he was discarded, vitriol spat in his face when all he gave was kindness. Respect. Love.
So he walked. Away from the mountain, the dragon, the butcher he worked so hard to change the story of.
It didn’t matter now. He never was one to easily let things go. The flames grew higher, without and within. Sleep refused him, so words flowed from his mind, hastily scrawled onto crowded pages before the lyrics could disappear into the beckoning abyss. Bright as he burned, he was no stranger to the darkness. The thoughts that lingered at the edges, the whispers urging him closer.
The figure speaking.
When he was Julek, far too long ago to truly care for the name anymore, he knew the woods as well as the stone walls of his home. The gentle breeze as he settled in that clearing by the stream always lifted the edges of his notebooks he hid in an abandoned burrow. Idle dreams of a curious boy. He wrote of a woman, ethereal, impossible and always out of reach. A skirt hemmed in flame, hair dark as night and floating away from her as if in water. As a young boy, he would sometimes make her wildflower crowns, leaving them next to the gently flowing water. They would be gone when next he went there, a small trinket left in their place.
That little clearing was the only thing he truly missed when he went to Oxenfurt, and then the Path.
The older he got, as Julek became Julian, and eventually Jaskier, the more he thought of the flaming woman. To the curious boy, she seemed to be radiate the comfort of a hearthfire. She set the clearing in his mind as a haven from noble life. He learned to love the forest, to notice the difference between poisons and safe snacks. To the fledgeling bard, she seemed more like candlelight. She illuminated possibility, showed him all he could be if he just got out of Lettenhove. She was the certainty propelling him forward when times got hard
To Jaskier, now, the scorned man, she was destruction. A conflagration that would scorch the earth, burn the bridge. His words had power, he knew that now, so when she made herself known again, the whispers echoing through him louder and louder, there would be no mercy in what came out. Her arms were blackened with soot, all that seemed gentle to him turned sharp. Lethal.
Julian was a noble, he was no stranger to the weapons of war. He may not often fight with a blade, but the woman wreathed in fire and darkness he knew was more deadly than any mortal made tool. She would stand at his side, as she always had, by his side. But this time, she would be more than silent support.
He stood, new resolve filling him as he went back onto the road. The words rattling around him were full of pure anger, sharper than any he had put down in ink before. His stranger rallied the world around him, a menagerie surrounding him an an entourage driving away unwanted visitors.
He tried, so hard, to be someone the witcher would care about. It was never enough.
Would never be enough.
The flaming woman grinned, predatory as she saw him darken. The beasts drew closer, waiting for orders. They followed him, snarling, echoing his anger, never straying.
The more he walked, the more he changed. The red doublet he wore sunk into his skin, turning into true scales across his back. Is eyes shifted from the soft blue of a summer sky to be wreathed in shifting flames. Vines curled around his legs, trailing upwards and blooming darkly. Whatever he was, it wasn’t human anymore. The dark embraced him, the flames welcomed him. Nature bowed to him, whether in adoration or fear didn’t matter anymore.
Julek still sat somewhere in him, beside the viscount and bard. He could feel them, hear them, but they could not stop what he had become. The boy was scared, he wanted no part in the raging beast. He still saw the good in the world, knew that scorching all things was reckless. He tried to reason with the beast, soften the sharp edges of his blackened mind, urge him to give up the anger poisoning him. It was futile.
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functionally suicidal character saying “I would die for you” to their significant other and its like. I get the sentiment, honey, but if a hot dog vendor told me he’d sell hot dogs for me, I wouldn’t feel very moved now would I
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