[its-funnytwittertweets]

[theghostofashton]

thinking about shane, in his 30s, receiving an invite to some event celebrating asian professional athletes. he attends, of course, expecting it to be like other, similar events where people pat themselves on the back for celebrating diversity with very little action to support their words. he'll smile and listen politely and say the right things. hope he can duck out as soon as possible and go home to his husband.

and then the speakers begin. football players, tennis players, baseball players, and more, talking about belonging in spaces that looked at them like they were from somewhere else. or not belonging, really. talking about never truly feeling like they fit in. talking about what it felt like to be celebrated for winning games and bringing home trophies, knowing that was the only reason they were tolerated. they were good as long as they were winning, and terrified to ever let up. to lose, to fail. it wasn't just themselves they'd let down.

shane hangs back afterward, overwhelmed in a way he's never been before. a whole room full of people who get it. who just put words to things he's been feeling his whole life. he ends up among a group of guys, a football player he recognizes (because of ilya's newfound interest in the nfl), and a few baseball players, and the conversation continues, more candid than prepared speeches for the event. the bad days, the days spent contemplating if going down this path was even worth all the shit, how fucking lonely it gets.

and then shane surprises even himself by starting to speak about how often he feels torn in two, between the person in the predetermined narratives and the person he is on the inside. how scared he is, even this far into his career, to let people know the real him. the only person who truly knows him is his husband, and that doesn't feel right.

and he looks around, and the other guys are nodding. agreeing. that's exactly it, one of them says, and it sparks another guy to add something about not really knowing who the "real him" is, and shane finds himself relating to that too. a piece of the real shane, and turns out, he may not be as alone as he thought.

the guys ask for shane's number on the way out and give him theirs, ask if he'd like to join them for drinks in a couple weeks. shane says yes without a second thought.

[theghostofashton]

this is now a fic!

[gaygoatshane]

ilya: i like trouble

the trouble:

[grabmyboner]

i think dom bottom shane also gets NASTY with the dirty talk. i feel like usually he doesn't go too far beyond like moaning ilya's name and asking for it harder etc. but when he's in Those Moods and he's super feeling himself, his mouth is filthy and it makes ilya so fuck drunk every single time

“Can feel you in my fucking gut.” Shane says as he grinds down in Ilya’s lap, “Right here.” He pushes on his lower abdomen and groans with it.

Ilya’s heavy breath through his nose, trying to calm his heart rate down. He knows he’s leaking inside Shane right now, and if he doesn’t focus he’s going to blow his load a lot faster than he wants but Shane won’t shut his fucking mouth and it’s making Ilya lose his goddamn mind.

“Fuck, Ilya.” Shane drops his head back on his own shoulders and feels down his abdomen again before reaching down and tugging his hard dick a few times.

He looks back down at Ilya as he rocks in his lap and strokes himself. “Hmmmm, I think I was made to take your cock, baby.”

Shane leans forward and lifts his ass up, clenching along the length of Ilya’s cock as he does. He’s a hair away from Ilya’s lips, breathing against them.

He moves up and down on Ilya’s dick, slowly and excruciating, squeezing his hole around the head each time. Ilya stretches his neck out and groans on a particular long roll of Shane’s hips and Shane breaks out in a cocky smirk.

“You okay?” He asks teasingly.

Ilya’s jaw is clenched and he nods short and fast, giving a deep hum of agreement but not talking back. He needs to focus on not coming with every fibre of his body and mind. His face is warm and he knows he’s flushed, he feels the sweat dripping down his temple.

Shane sits up and leans back, resting his hands on Ilya’s strong thighs. He uses the new position to start bouncing, and his cock bounces up and down too, leaving a wet trail of precum along Ilya’s happy trail. Shane groans with each drop down, Ilya’s cock brushing his prostate.

“Fucking love your cock.”

Ilya whimpers.

“So much, love feeling it inside me, in my mouth, in my ass. Fuck, want you to fill me up baby, want to feel it so fucking much.”

Ilya vision whites out and he’s gripping Shane’s hips so tight he knows he’ll leave fingertip bruises and that makes him moan even louder than he already was. He fucks up into Shane, chasing his orgasm and Shane fucking laughs in satisfaction.

“Yes, yes, yes, fuck yes.” Shane says in a mantra with his eyes squeezed shut and his cock frantically hitting Ilya’s stomach with each movement. He feels Ilya’s cock twitch inside him as Ilya comes with a shout. Shane shoots his own load all the way up Ilya’s torso to his collarbone.

Their breathing slows down and Shane is smiling as he stares down at Ilya.

“You are insane.” Ilya breathes out.

Shane laughs.

[themoonandmyman]

god I can’t wait to see two truly huge dudes fuck raw and rough on my television. perhaps while saying ‘I love you’ ….

[galecstatic]

now don't get fooled by this guy

bcs this guy

is this same guy

[thewindmillisoutoforder]

one day a rookie is gonna flirt with yuna hollander not knowing who she is. her response will be "oh i'm flattered but you are young enough to be my son who, by the way, will KICK YOUR ASS in this next game." and during the game he will get slammed into the boards at approximately the speed of sound.

[ravenclairee]

If you're in any kind of crisis, who do you listen to?

HUDSON WILLIAMS on The Grumpy Thespian Podcast

[gaynehollander]

One practice, not too long after Shane joins the Centaurs, he's limping and, honestly, it's affecting his skating. In between scrimmages and drills, he keeps straightening up and wincing a little, gloved hand resting on his lower back. There's no way it passes anyone by but it isn't until they're back in the locker room that someone comments on it. "Rough night last night?" Bood asks and no sooner are the words out of his mouth than Ilya has smacked the back of his head and told him to shut the fuck up. Shane's flushing but glares at him before saying, "I slipped in the goddamn shower, okay?" None of the Cens quite believe him but once he shucks his clothes it's obvious that there's a huge fresh bruise on Shane's lower back, leading up his spine. Bood hisses just at the sight of it. "Shit, man" he says, "I'm sorry." Shane mumbles something that sounds like, "don't worry about it," but his cheeks are still burning red because, yes, technically a slip in the shower is exactly what occurred but Ilya was the one who slipped. While holding Shane up against the wall. And now they have a fucking plumber coming around because not only did Shane crash into the tiles and bang his tailbone, he somehow managed to grab the shower head on his way down and tore it clean off, bursting the pipe.

[tinylilhollander]

Real talk: a retired Shane and Ilya are becoming dog agility trainers. Anya is too told to at this point, but they get two more dogs. One is a border collie mix who is whip-smart, breaking records left and right, she's always top 3 minimum. And the other is a hopeless golden retriever who loves doing the courses, but likes to add her own ✨pizzazz✨ (going off course to try to get pets from whoever she can). Both are fan favourites for different reasons.

It's a win-win for everyone. The dogs love it. Shane and Ilya still get the rush of competition, Shane gets to spend months strategising and optimising, and Ilya gets to spend so much time with cute dogs.

[imaginarylands4000]

[knifefightscene]

[to-theverge]

feeling super normal today

[wolfythewitch]

all all all

[burymecherry]

shane is such a “shaking a handful of trail mix in his hand and periodically popping some in his mouth” dad while ilya is a “eating an apple slice by slice with a knife” dad

[pregnanthudsonwilliams]

GUYS. guys. hudson probaby has more stretch marks now.......... ohhhhhh my god what do we do

[eraserheadadult]

the situation with harry potter is kind of unprecedented in some ways imo because it is maybe the largest media franchise in history to be created & owned by a single person who still has direct creative control over it. who is also a billionaire with significant cultural/political influence. like the usual "no ethical consumption under capitalism" type excuses shatter on impact when the bigoted author in question is logging onto twitter every day saying explicitly that when you buy the tim hortons ravenclaw donut she is using your donut money to fund the genocide of trans people. like with big franchises usually there's at least a little more diffusion of responsibility than this