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I don’t really know what to say.
I miss you guys, I’ll start there. But I feel really sad, and really betrayed by the response I saw to the Hudson Williams swastika photo.
‘He was just a kid’ but so was I. I was a kid who had change left at their door and was forced to hide my star of david necklace my great grandmother gave me bc a kid in my art class, a fifteen year old kid, talked proudly and openly about how he hated Jews.
‘He was a kid’ but I was scared every day to walk through the halls of my public school. When swastikas were graffitied on the walls by kids younger than him. I told the principal, she did nothing.
‘He was just a kid’ but I was so scared and alone at that age. I was and still am afraid for my safety because I am Jewish.
I don’t need him tarred and feathered. I need you all to at least acknowledge that what he did was wrong, and that his modern-day non-response is a cowardly act toward celebrity that we should not be endorsing.
In this space, when this first happened, I saw silence, followed by immediate forgiveness that was not yours to give. I even saw jokes. Jokes.
A hate crime is a hate crime is a hate crime. It doesn’t matter his intentions. Branding that symbol on your face and posing for a picture with it no matter your age is not okay. 15 year old me would have been so scared.
I need you guys to take accountability. We are members of a rich, diverse community that celebrates what makes the characters in this show unique and special. Why did you not extend that same acceptance and protection to your fellow fans? To your community? I am very very sad.
I miss you a lot. I miss my online community that I’ve had since I was 14. I miss my new friends and deep connections I’ve made in this fandom specifically. But I cannot feel comfortable in a space where I don’t feel safe and supported.
I don’t know what to do. For now, I’m taking a step back. It feels awful. I want to be here, having fun with you all, but I just cant right now.
I miss you, I love you, be nice to each other
Hey guys maybe its not your place to give opinions on something that you don’t get fucking hate crimed for
anyway today I am thinking about ilya [guy who ghosted his hookup for six months after telling him they were nothing] absolutely BOOKING IT to that bathroom after shane. bursting in there all out of breath and then realizing that might make him look like he gaf so he has to do a totally casual and indifferent lean against uh… the paper towel dispenser. to imply that he just wandered in here by chance and is feeling very cool calm and collected. soooo lol. come here often
I'm so in love with you, and I don't know what to do about it.
your top 10 mutuals most likely to be hudson williams
“You feel it too, don’t you?” Shane is the bravest boy in the world
always an angel, never a god // shane hollander + "not strong" enough by boygenius
”is simple for me” 5.3 seconds later you’re crying in his arms
goodmorning this is your assigned shane of the day
International Prospect Cup (2008) — Regina, Saskatchewan
Freddie francis doing some kind of hudson collab can I die
well.
i love getting weird askssssss it feels like 2012 again lol
Anyways I’m gonna go shake ass to 00’s music #happypride
The existence of Fat Baby Shane implies the existence of Fat Baby Shanelings
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“Jesus Christ.” Ilya huffed as he seated Iris on his hip. “What the fuck are you feeding her?”
“Language,” Shane scolded as he tidied up the aftermath of Iris’ breakfast smattered across her highchair.
“She’s six months old. Or, maybe, 12 years. I cannot tell because of how huge she is.” Ilya was wiping at her face with a damp cloth while baby Iris squealed and fussed in his arms.
“I was a big baby too…” Shane mused as he finished his scrubbing and put one arm around Ilya, and gave the other to Iris to play with as she pleased. She wrapped a chunky hand around Shane’s pinky and shook it wildly.
“I know, but I thought it was because your parents wanted pro hockey star. Not because it was—“
“Genetic?” Shane cut him off with a knowing smile and leaned in to kiss his husband.
Ilya smirked back. “Yes.” Kiss. “Genetic.”