Shane and Ilya would have the most insane inside jokes that A) no one apart from them gets and B) just look completely ridiculous from the perspective of everyone else.

Whenever someone forgets their phone charger Ilya and Shane just look at each other and snort. "We always carry a spare one. You never know who might need one", Shane explains. Which. For some reason makes Ilya laugh every time??

Shane always takes a picture whenever they see something with a wolf, giggling to himself as he sends it to Ilya. Ilya pretends to be annoyed but secretly loves it. Very important to note that Shane also does this when they're out with the team standing two feet apart from each other. Troy once asks Ilya if he likes wolves. Ilya tells him no.

Whenever someone orders a burger Ilya asks "where are the other seven". Shane flips him off but five seconds later they're both laughing.

There also seems to be some joke involving Jurrasic Park and Scott Hunter? Wyatt tries to ask Scott once but Scott just yells "NOT YOU TOO".

Just Hollanov laughing with each other and joking around and even though nobody on the Centaurs really get it, it's nice to see the two of them just existing together and being happy and laughing at their silly little jokes.

FUTURE HOFer, MULTIPLE RECORD HOLDER, MULTIPLE STANLEY CUP WINNER, ASG ALUMNI, OLYMPIAN, 2OA DRAFT PICK, SICK BACKHAND AND A NASTY DEKE, GENERATIONAL HOUSEHOLD NAME LEGACY BUILDER, ORIGINAL SIX CAPTAIN SHANE HOLLY HOLLANDER DOESN'T EVEN HAVE AN A ON HIS JERSEY IN TLG OTTAWALAND ????????????????????????????????????//////////////////////////

I’m just in support of anything that makes Ilya moan and sweat and cry out and twitch and fuck real fast gotta get in gotta chase the feeling because he loves this man, he wants to fuck Shane so bad, every time, he never knew you could want this much and get it, get the whole package, he thought pining was like a forever thing, but he gets to feel Shane in every way, feel the inside of him which includes his hole AND his heart AND the warmth of his hands AND the power of his love and in contrast I’m in full support of Shane being like “want you to feel good baby, love that hole don’t you?” And ilya being like “love it, so good to me, love it so much, shane” and shane is like “give it to me, please, want to feel it” and they’re belly to belly and chest to chest like wrapped up in each other filthy and been going at it for like an hour at least and edging each other because they don’t want it to end and they’re hurting and aching a little but it’ll hurt more when they have to separate again for another few weeks so they want to be as close as possible right now in this moment—

But that’s just me!!!!!!!

alpha ilya who has his team over for a meeting and vibes and omega shane who feels his heat start 30 minutes into said meeting so he locks himself in their bedroom in hopes that he can at least ride it out untill they leave but oh no his body is literally screaming to be close to his alpha so he walks out of the bedroom red cheeked and sweaty and ilya notices immediately but he needs to finish this meeting and shane can’t help himself so he just plops into ilya’s lap in front of everyone sniffing him and rubbing on him like a cat and ilya can feel the wetness leaking through shane’s pants

shane and ilya are in LA and rose landry invited them to go to a baseball match with her. ilya didn’t wanted to go at first because baseball doesn’t make sense to him, but he’s powerless against shane’s face saying “come on ilya, it’s gonna be fun”. rose is absolutely loving it, she’s on the jumbotron a lot, like well she’s famous. then the kiss cam starts and it lands right on shane and rose and they both cackles cus obviously that’s not gonna happen. then before anyone can even process it shane gets yanked to the side so fast it’s almost comical. the camera lingers on rose’s delighted surprised and amused face for a second before following the direction shane disappeared to, and it catches ilya and shane making out. the whole stadium goes wild. when ilya finally pulls back, shane is still clinging to him, face flushed and ilya looks straight to the camera and mouths very clearly “THIS IS MY MAN”. of course the whole thing went viral on the internet

Ilya taking his time with Shane, dragging everything out, kissing for long, drawn out moments, just Shane beneath him, naked and pliant and needy but Ilya wants to savour this. He builds a home out of his mouth, moves in, tongue dipping in and out, learning every nook and cranny of the space. His hands running over Shane’s body, tangling on his hair, stroking down his neck, over his chest, down his sides, eliciting goosebumps. He seeks out every sensitive spot, learns every secret his body carries. Shane is a sensory feast, the coarse hair on his legs growing more sparse on his inner thighs, his stomach so soft when relaxed and then growing hard and defined as he involuntarily flexes when Ilya’s light touch tickles him, his mouth warm and wet and inviting, his nipples hard and aching, his lashes dark and thick, his freckles stunning against the flushed backdrop of his skin, his throat yielding a steady stream of the most delicious noises. He is stunning. He is resplendent. He is Ilya’s.

It may have been hours by the time Ilya finally lets his fingers be drawn to the warmth they always long for and the way Shane arches up into him, the way he gasps as though it’s rapture to be filled makes him want to worship at his feet; to sign himself over to this man who owns every aspect of his being.

Every moment is stretched out. Every breath is revered.

Shane is clinging to Ilya, his hand gripping his bicep, fingers digging into flesh, pupils blown wide, mouth open around the exposed need of him.

When Ilya finally enters him, Shane is so blissed out that he looks drunk. His gaze is unfocused, his lids heavy, his movements entirely instinctual and unfiltered. It feels like Ilya’s touch, the steady pressure of him inside of him, is the only thing tethering him to this realm. Ilya’s thrusts are slow and languid and go on forever, this moment more about closeness and the steady drag of Shane around him than any type of end goal or completion. Shane’s heat and tightness and closeness; their bodies joined; their breathing synced. It feels like the only thing worth knowing.

There is no buildup to it. Or perhaps the buildup was simply too slow for either one of them to notice it, but suddenly Shane is shaking apart beneath him, his eyes open and unseeing as he shatters in a beutiful display; spills between them; comes apart. And it’s as though they’re one, as though Shane’s pleasure is a spark that lights a powder keg within Ilya’s being because suddenly he’s coming undone on top of him, his pleasure cresting without notice. Their mouths open against each other, breath passed between them, and Ilya wishes every breath he drew for the rest of his life could be the direct result of Shane’s exhale.

i really don't think ilya being cruel to shane (both in his head and out loud) over and over in tlg is intended to be a depression thing, because there's literally no narrative pushback on it at any point. there is not a single moment at which ilya feels guilty for resenting him or for shoving him in anger, or during which shane does something that makes ilya realize he's being uncharitable and mean. in fact, other characters even validate his attitude towards shane. galina agrees their relationship is one-sided. yuna acts like shane is a melodramatic stick-in-the-mud for being upset about them getting walked in on, and tells shane that ilya has been sooo sad in ottawa and agrees with him that shane hasn't given up much. jj accuses shane of lying to him by not outing ilya to him, and it's presented like a valid reason for him to be mad. this is not "unreliable narration" or just depression talking, on ilya's behalf. he is presented as perfectly reasonable for all this. shane is keeping him in the closet and that is the ultimate sin. because ultimately it just comes back to the way rachel reid does not respect closeted people.