# ILYA ROZANOV IS A COMEDIAN
CONNOR STORRIE as ILYA ROZANOV HEATED RIVALRY (2025—)
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# ILYA ROZANOV IS A COMEDIAN
CONNOR STORRIE as ILYA ROZANOV HEATED RIVALRY (2025—)
He remembered being so happy to see him. Even now, just knowing that Ilya had made the trip to the hospital filled Shane with a tingly warmth. Shane was completely in love with him. He would hit his head all over again just to be alone in that quiet hospital room with those careful fingers and those concerned eyes.
HEATED RIVALRY 1.05
HEATED RIVALRY — EP. 1 / EP. 5
Who? Hey, Shane, you really need to keep your eyes open, OK?
ilyaaaa ☺️<3 ... concussion >:[ and a fractured collarbone :/ out for the playoffs but 🤗 could have been worse 😌☝️ ... i know 🙄 part of the game 🙄 we all get our bell 🔔 rung eventually right? 😊 ... heyy:) heyyyyyyyy:))) ... yes<3 bet-ter🥰🥰 ... i'm sorry i didn't text you last night 😔 ... i was excited about last night ☝️ i'm mostly mad 😠 at marleau for fucking that up 🙄😏 ... you know i had a whole plan to ask you something❗️... i was gonna ask you ☝️❗️ Will You cometomycottage this summer? 🥰🏡 ❌️don't❌️ go to russia🇷🇺 come to my houseee 😤💞 we'll have so much fun :D it's so private :D no one will knoww :D ... mmmwe could have a week💕 or even two✌️💕 we'd be completely alone 👯♂️💞 ~✨️together✨️~ ... oh no 🙄😒 ... ok bye bye 👋☺️ ... 🫡see you next season🫡 ... thank u😊<3 i appreciate it😤<3 ... hellooo😁
#Please little bird
I love that the modern-day tumblr post equivalent of chain emails only requires me to reblog a relatively pleasant image instead of forward an email to a bunch of my friends and family members to quell my raging anxiety.
This is the money Marge. Reblog for good fortune
money marge
save me
save me money marge
give me one thousand dollars
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
I need good news. So tired
been a while since I last saw this
Director Phoebe Kemp said: "Twelfth Night already toys with gender and performance – it feels like Shakespeare wrote it for us"
"Director Phoebe Kemp said in a statement: “Twelfth Night already toys with gender and performance – it feels like Shakespeare wrote it for us. This reading is about joy, solidarity and showing what’s possible when trans and nonbinary artists are at the centre of the story.”"
all my love to the people there today who knew liam and loved him for him—not what they could take from him
#Please little bird
it’s not the end, I’ll see your face again
My cousin asked me about Liam this weekend, and all I could talk about was how the fandom has somehow come back together in the wake of his death.
She did not understand. She didn’t get the comfort baked into seeing old usernames and favorite fic writers, an online version of the way familiar faces you haven’t thought of in ages come to a funeral, and you suddenly realize the depth of their indelible mark on your life — how you wouldn’t be who you are today, personally, emotionally, creatively, without these names, these stories, these references, these inside jokes; all weighty things that hold a level of nostalgia you could never possibly explain.
Grieving with a community of intimate strangers is… odd, and yet, so, so special. It is perfectly consistent with what fandom is like, both in good and bad times: a lifeline, invisible and unspoken to many but the lucky, lucky few.