it ain't me babe

Ilya sending Shane the most foul insane sext of his life & Shane reading it with the frog mouthed smile

​shane texts back ‘Sure. I’d like that.’ and ilya reads it with the episode 6 spooning sex face

shane is most likely an avid golfer. a lot of hockey players are and it’s part of how they enjoy their limited off seasons. in fact, a lot of teams have charities and will do golfing tournaments for donors. but can you imagine shane in his sunglasses, a baseball hat, a pastel polo, and mid-thigh khaki shorts? he would be so good at it and take out the rookies or his dad for rounds over the summer. and ilya would go along not bc he likes golf (he thinks it’s boring af) but bc he loves to drive the golf cart, sip beers, and be annoying/effortlessly good at it. shane misses a putt and there he is, heckling: “you need to—ahh, how you say? take a mulligan?” with his feet propped up on the cart. “shut the fuck UP, ilya,” shane yells back which only encourages him more. the rookies love it, david sneaky loves it, but honestly, shane loves it the most

it’s summer bro can some faggot activity occur

ilya chased shane down for two years because he Knew. his psychic dick just Knew that shane was gonna be able to ride him like the last bull at the rodeo. that shane would arch his back and come without even being touched. mans smelled truffle like a pig and he chased it.

u know what i fucking love. is that it's so clear that many of us have important full time jobs. yet you can see us here on tumblr throughout the work day posting about the most unhinged shit possible. like we're really out here going to a meeting then coming back to tumblr like "shane drippy big dick bouncing on that thang" before running back to another meeting like Hi Linda yes I talked to the team earlier and we're ready to send the documents over. How was your weekend

The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?

You actually cannot skip to being good at a creative endeavour that you haven't put much practice into. You cannot trick your way out of the 'knows that your work is not what you want it to be but don't know how to improve it' stage by planning or reading or talking about it really really hard. At some point you just have to craft through it until your brain finds it's own unique way back to the 'everything I make slaps' stage and be prepared to start the cycle all over again. You just have to make that project you're excited about slightly less good than you want it to be. (Says this standing in a pool of blood and covered in blood and also coughing up a little blood)

everyone stop reblogging this I hate to be reminded of my own good advice

fucked that you can’t fix other people especially when you really care about them. Oh so im just supposed to be there for you while you suffer. like a useless cunt gargoyle