Ramblings

We get 20 pages of Anya acquisition and we get less than 4 full pages of the plane crash and Shane coming out to his team is handled off screen. In case anyone was wondering.

Hold my hand. Hollanova shower scene. Lilya still only wears her towel around her waist when she makes Jane tell her her room number. Jane chokes her way through the conversation while maintaining the most intense, red faced eye contact you can imagine because the whole time she's just thinking tits tits TITS!!!! tits massive fucking tits holy fucking shit!!!!! tits tits tits TITS!!!!!!!!

sometimes i think about gay people who lived centuries ago who thought they were all alone who imagined a world where they could live openly as themselves who met in secret spoke in code defied everything and everyone just to exist and i’m like..i gotta sit down. whew i gotta sit down

Ahem so I like bottom Ilya fics (gets pelted with tomatoes, opens mouth comically wide to swallows them whole) best when they're rolling around horny about it and it's not a big huge deal. I first fell in love with psycological explorations from Shane's side but ultimately my favoritest favorite is when Ilya teases him with Ilyahole and makes him drunk and teary eyed and a hungry little coyote who just wants to hump and cum and fuck. I don't think (myIlya and myShane) would talk about it a whole lot unless they were on the phone or texting "Hey what if u ate my ass and it was really sexy" i think theyd just do it. Like Mr Bellboy.

Ilya speaking to dogshane in russian and he just does the confused puppy head tilts 🤧🤧

"In another world" "in another life" no I refuse to accept that thought process actually. this is the only one I have and I want it in this one

who up wasting their only shot at life through complete and utter inaction

hollanov playing with each other's hair. really getting all up in it, scalp scritching, tugging, sproinging curls, twisting locks, stimming over fresh buzz, inhaling shampoo, nuzzling over ears, brushing back from foreheads, gripping, pulling, soothing, playing, tussling, flint of desiring, loving, being casually intimate; this is your body that you allow me to touch on purpose AND absently for comfort. wow :))

I have so much love and respect for women who are honest about their own loneliness but also find the good in it like when audrey hepburn said “I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel” and when charlotte bronte said “I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself” and when jenny slate said “I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am. But that’s why I want to do comedy, and why I want to connect with people. You can use that ribbon to be a part of a finer tapestry, or you can choke yourself out with it! Your choice!” and when mary oliver said “whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things”