if there is a god, he's the bond that's between us

Send me a kink and I'll rate it:

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ all time fave. need it in my life.

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ very good. would like to explore it.

⭐️⭐️⭐️ fun to read. probably wouldn't partake.

⭐️⭐️ fine. I'll read it, but with heavy side eye.

⭐️ indifferent. i have no horses in this race.

🚫 hate it. no thank you. not for me at all.

off script additions + jacob using what his actors give him

shane: *gets on his knees*

Shane refuses to make eye contact with her while a pink blush paints the back of neck and burns his cheek. Ilya on the other hand is bashfully delighted and if not for shane grabbing him by the lapels of his sweater and whispering in broken russian through gritted teeth.

The lady looks at them this time and ilya greets her with a big big smile and tells them that they're here to buy a bed frame again thats a bit more sturdier. Shane is quick to add the fact that it is due to them being athletes and bulky and the previous frames being unable to accommodate the same...not due to anything else. He looks like he might throw up with how pale he looks.

The lady just hmphs, rolls her eyes and says... maybe you boys should get a custom frame made, you're going through them like candy...and walks away to fluff up the pillows of another set. Both ilya and shane look at her with their mouth open like a fish. Shane nearly leaves skid marks pulling out the parking lot while just howls with laughter sitting in the passenger seat.