double dumbass on you!

Oh Boo Fucking Hoo

This is so fucking funny. Next time I catch myself saying some shit like this about my art, the following thought should be “Oh Boo Fucking Hoo”

happy pride to fat dykes specifically

It only takes a few months of being together officially before Ilya is coming out of the shower no towel, barefoot, bollocks to the wind and gently putting his fully flaccid cock on Shane’s shoulder while he’s kneeling to grab something from under the bed

ilya is very "i'm not a violent dog. i don't know why i bite" coded

something so many people in this fandom seem to forget is that depression isn't cured by love. ilya will go through his life with a supportive team, an adoring husband, wonderful friends and in-laws, and he's still going to have days where he doesn't want to get up. he's still going to be angry at himself for not being better despite everything. he's still going to flinch when he sees pill bottles and knives and wonder if he laughs like his mother. through therapy and being honest and maybe medication, those days are going to be less frequent until maybe they barely happen at all. but they're still going to happen, because ilya is still depressed, and you can't love the depression out of someone

the way shane says "that's french, ilya" in the stairwell is so buzzy.....like you can tell he's testing out saying ilya's name.....i'm so....

and then ilya says backk ”i know, shane” CAN U BELIEVE