self-control is a myth

i really don’t have the time to be the way i am

Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

happy pride month 2021 I ain’t quittin’ you…

Ilya cannot commit to a lockscreen so he has a full album of pictures that rotate. Pictures of him and Shane looking happy and disgustingly in love, pictures from Shane's photoshoots where he looks mouthwateringly hot, a couple of pictures of Anya though Shane is also featured in some of them, pictures of Shane at various events looking distinguished and dapper and also still so hot, a few from their wedding day. Every time he picks up his phone and sees that the picture has switched he gets a soft little smile on his face, just taking a moment to look at it before unlocking his phone, heart eyes on full display. It's a running joke among the Centaurs that if Shane isn't around on a night out, Roz is not allowed to look at his phone or he's going home immediately.

Shane's lockscreen is Ilya grinning at the camera, still in hockey gear, hair damp with sweat, his lip split and bleeding from a fight on the ice.

I love how some fics are called shit like "They Only Shoot The Birds Who Cannot Sing" and it's like the most insane porn you're ever read and then some fics are called Spit On Me and it's 18,000 words of the most achingly id-scratching prose you've ever read and they're both. They're both so fucking good. thank God for fanfiction.

so ballsy of shane to be like “that’s not what i asked” when ilya tells him they can’t be something in tampa. he was not fucking around. “that’s not what i asked” like. i’m not letting either of us run from this. i’m not letting your fear take hold. i said “would you want to be, if we could?” if. if in another world, in another life where it wouldn’t jeopardize the lives we’ve built for ourselves, the lives we so tightly cling to, would you be with me? i don’t mean coming out, i mean — would you call me on the phone late at night just to hear my voice? would you call me by name — my real name, in broad daylight, in front of other people? would you spend the precious days of rest you’re allowed each season in my company? would you leave the privacy of this hotel room, your apartment, my apartment, if only to stand beside me at the back of a crowded club, if only for my hand to press against the small of your back when no one else is looking? i’m not asking for forever — i just want more time with you, even if we’re still forced to keep our eyes on the clock. if “something” is all you have to give, i’ll take it, even if it’s just a hypothetical. do you want to be together? i know, that’s not what i asked, but if i did — tell me you’d say yes.

huge fan of when characters love each other and are closely bonded in an explicitly nonromantic way. however ☝️ i am very much not a huge fan of what happens when characters like this are introduced to fandom

"Hey there pepperhead, legal isn't super exited about this tweet"

Oh my goddd it’s been said to death but Ilya is peacocking SO BADDD. Look Hollander we play so well together. See Hollander I can give you physical affection in front of others. Can I call you Shane yet? No? Okay then look Hollander see how good I am with kids. Look at my abs & my ass & my hair when I’m soaking wet Hollander. Please want me back

this is an example of a symbiotic relationship