In the Depths of Canada, Perusing The Internet

Shane knows this pain, and he knows the only thing that will help is to stretch the muscle. Pushing through the pain, he bends his knee and plants one foot on the bed, hooking his other ankle over his knee. He laces his fingers behind his thigh and pulls, his ankle coming toward his chest, stretching the offending muscle and tendon and ligament. The pull on his hip burns, and Shane pulls hard enough to almost feel relief.

Shane tries to do his stretches without waking Ilya, knowing he went to bed late and had to be up early, but Shane’s movement and unsteady breathing must have woken him, because suddenly Ilya is there. Strong, warm hands are stroking his hip and behind his thigh, helping push his ankle toward his chest.

“Shhhhhh, is okay malysh, you are doing so good”.

Shane whimpers at the mixture of pain and pleasure flooding his body. Unable to say anything through the throbbing, pulsing feeling that had made a home in his body.

“I know, you are doing so good. Just a little bit more and I will get your heating pad for you.”

Starting at his ankle, Ilya presses light, lingering kisses along his legs, following the same path as the pain pulsing in his nerves. Once he reaches the top of Shane’s hip, Ilya makes his way back down his leg, pressing sweet kisses to every inch along the way.

“Let’s switch sides now sweetheart”

After they repeated the stretches on the other side, Ilya got up to plug in Shane’s heating pads and arrange them on his aching muscles. Strong, warm hands massaged Shane’s legs, pressing hard and dulling the throbbing sensation with a new, sharp pain. This kind of pain was good. It broke up the ever present ache in his hips and knees and ankles, made him feel like maybe the pain wouldn’t last forever.

Afterward, with Shane in a position that doesn’t disturb his heating pads and hurts his legs the least, his head tucked into Ilya’s neck with his husband’s warm, perfect hands caressing his head, Shane whispers into the darkness,

“Thank you”

Ilya looks down and kisses the top of Shane’s head.

“Of course sweetheart. Wake me up if it gets bad again”

“Ya tebya lyublyu”

They're always in and out of the water – lake swims, pool swims, hot tub, showers – so doing his curl routine each time would be crazy when he could be spending that precious time sucking his boyfriend's dick.

Shane's not the biggest fan of how Ilya's styling products feel. He'll tolerate it, but Ilya can tell by his face that the texture isn't his favourite. Less product = more hair touching.

Shane's hands are always in his hair. When they're kissing. When they're watching a movie. When they fuck. When Ilya sits with his head in Shane's lap. When they're napping on the couch together. Shane's hands are usually full of a handful of Ilya's curls.

Shane seems to really like it. One time Shane said Ilya's fluffy hair made him look like a duckling and he's been chasing that high ever since.

fruits and vegetables shown in a cornucopia is a highly common visual symbol, especially in the states around thanksgiving. rich old men are commonly portrayed with monocles in cartoons.

it's pronounced "chick." it's pronounced "berenSTEEN" and someone probably read it to you more than you read it yourself. It's pronounced Oscar "MAI-yer" and you probably remember the jingle more than the logo. It's pronounced "fuh-BREEZE" and you barely look at the logo even when you use it. you assumed it was looney toons because they are cartoons. you assumed there was a dash in kit kat because it sounds like a word that could be hyphenated. it's pronounced FRUIT loops.

you conflated the black on Pikachu's ears with his tail

"jiffy" is a word while jif is not + "skippy" is another common peanut butter brand

curious george is a chimp and thus would not have a tail but a child might assume all "monkeys" have tails

What to do if you find a baby bunny.

We barely know anything about Madagascar pre-500CE. We don’t even know whether the island had a permanent population before then, despite finding a bunch of much older signs of temporary human presence.

Malagasy mythology makes mention of the vazimba, a “precursor” ethnic group that might or might not be distinct from Madagascar’s current population.

The point is, we do not know.

So you were in Madagascar when the pyramids were being built in Egypt, i.e. during one of the most obscure, most undocumented parts of Madagascar’s human history?