sporadically active

Shane comes out of the closet sometime after Scott does, and in some random, lighthearted interview, they ask him what he's looking for in a man. And Shane's just, off-hand like, "Well, he'd have to have at least one Stanley Cup. Obviously." And when he gets a good reaction from that, he keeps going, like "Needs to be amazing at hockey. Definitely needs to be at least an All-Star, if not a captain. Hot too. If he can't bench-press me, I'm not interested."

After a while of talking about how Anya acts the trainer says there’s nothing to worry about, Anya likes Shane just fine, it’s just that she sees him as the boss and is acting accordingly

And Ilya is like. But. I’m the one who adopted her? And raised her before Shane got here?? And the trainer is just like yeah well she sees you more like an equal. And Ilya is like WAIT she thinks Shane is in charge of both of us?? And the trainer is just like well do you interact in a way that would make her think that?

Ilya’s life flashes before his eyes as he thinks of all the times Shane has come over with a snack for Ilya and a treat for Anya, or all the times Shane has announced they’re all going for an after dinner walk, or pets Ilya’s hair and tells him he did a good job at practice, or the fact that he uses the same warning tone with Anya when she misbehaves as he does with Ilya when he’s causing problems on purpose

get the puck get the puck get the puck

faaaast i’m so fast

let’s gooooo!

[unintelligible noises]

go go go go

-having a job

-not having a job

-applying for jobs

-the job market

So Shane takes the cat home and Ilya is freaked out because Shane and the cat don't get along at ALL. He raises this concern and Shane is so confused like "Wait why do you think that?? we literally love each other???" And Ilya is like "But she doesn't cuddle you or get in your lap or hang out with you and sometimes she bites and claws you like a rabid beast????" And Shane is like "Well yeah she needs her space she's not a dog. Obviously."

Meanwhile Anya is doing that collie thing of slinking around on her belly following the cat everywhere wagging her tail frantically like Pls pls pls pls pls can we be friends :) pls :) until finally the cat gets tired of beating her up and a tense truce is established.

By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.

ilya as woodstock