“is there anything so undoing as a daughter”

“Your feet are wet,” Shane says, grabbing a towel left out after their swim earlier in the day. He goes to his knees, a job to do. Ilya's skin is cool to the touch, but the towel is dry and Shane's hands are warm like they’ve soaked up the last bit of sun before the storm. Shane lingers at Ilya's feet, presses a kiss to his ankle, his shin, his knee, looks up to see Ilya illuminated by yet another crack of lightning, and this time he’s not a memory but a god, some powerful deity who brought Shane to his knees in supplication. Shane turns his cheek into Ilya's thigh, feels blessed by the touch of Ilya's hand in his hair.

literally in an interview talking about ties to montreal for shane and ilya just, "well, we go back often. pike is annoying, but his eleven children? very cute."

in a vid on the team's insta with a baby and just teasing shane as an aside, "does this make you nostalgiac for your godchildren? or did it get old by pike's ninth?"

TMZ has no reason to care about Shane until he starts dating Rose - and then they would likely only care and try to pap him when he’s in the US, and only when they have an excuse to link him to her.

it's well made, well shot, well directed, the music is interesting, the costumes are both thoughtful and subtly period accurate, the sex scenes are intentional and, again, accurate to what hooking up when you're like 18 actually feels like...the actors are of course attractive but they look like real people. the characters are varied and well fleshed out, the acting is really, really strong

so many shows and films shoot and then slot in whatever music kind of fits or could be licenced in the budget after time, but you can tell that the scenes in hr were shot with that specific music in mind. and the same intentional approach runs through the whole thing

"Is your blanket warm enough? I'll go get another one."

"I will carry plates, go sit."

"Practice is optional for players, Shane, not captain."

And, look, Shane isn't one to lay about. He's up for morning runs, he attends almost every optional practice, he's meticulous about his work out routines. He's a top athlete and so is Ilya, they both work incredibly hard to stay at the top. Still, Shane doesn't have a problem with a lazy afternoon reading in bed, or a free weekend spent at his cottage, or a summer relaxing.

He notices that sometimes Ilya will startle, just a little bit, if Shane walks into the room when he's laying on the couch, scrolling through his phone. If Shane makes even the slightest request, Ilya is jumping to get it done there and then. He's the first one at practice and the last one to leave.

He will take naps with Shane, but he's always up before Shane, working out in the gym, doing their monthly calendar, adding things Shane likes to their shopping list that he wouldn't add, etc.

"Just sit with me," Shane catches Ilya's arm on his latest trip to the kitchen."

"I know, I will," Ilya covers his hand. "I just want to wipe down counters before your parents get here."

"They won't care," Shane scrunches up his face. "They won't even notice. Come sit down."

"Okay," Ilya says, but looks a little torn. "We are suppose to be hosting, not lazing around."

"Ilya," Shane sat up more. "You cleaned the whole house like twice today. I cooked. We aren't lazing around."

"Yes, I know, but..."

"Ilya, you aren't lazy," Shane said directly. He doesn't know exactly why that word seems difficult for Ilya, but he has his suspicions. "And even if you were lazy sometimes, I wouldn't care. I would like it, probably."

Ilya softened. "I know. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," Shane tugs him and Ilya finally lets himself be pulled into Shane's lap. "Just come be lazy with me."

[ilya voice] with a little umbrella?