[manichewitz]

i did it, i wrote a song about hollanov <3

lyrics under the cut

you speak a language i don’t know it’s in the way you fold your clothes it’s in the way you’re not afraid of going home you like the summertime in ways i’ve never known

and we both grew up in the cold but there’s this warmth inside your eyes it’s in the way you love your father so uncomplicated maybe that’s the light missing from mine

and i’m not easy to love easy to hold but if this were a contest i know you would win the gold and i don’t know the answers i don’t know a thing but maybe you’re my home my something that’s been missing my something that’s been missing all along shimmering gold

i face the heavy weight of time and you’re still here right by my side with all these years, we built a life of stolen kisses, borrowed time, a life of hiding in plain sight

but one day i’ll kiss you in the sun watch as our children laugh and run and they will love both of their fathers so uncomplicated maybe that’s the life i really want

and i’m not easy to love easy to hold but if this were a contest i know you would win the gold and i don’t know the answers i don’t know a thing but maybe you’re my home my something i’ve been missing all along shimmering gold

[lesbianprophecy]

what’s the name of the song u used in your roselana edit pretty plssss

untouched by the Veronica’s!!! a song of all time

[hrgifs]

connor storrie & hudson williams attend the vanity fair oscar party 💎🐍

[peachyjude]

no bc sometimes it just hits me like a train that connor has tattoos for his mom, his sister, his girlbestfriend and this dude from kamloops canada that he spent 37 days pretending to suck and fuck and fall in love with

[smokingrozanov]

The thing about Roselana is you can find compelling textual evidence that would support the headcanon that Rose is a lesbian & also you can tell Svetlana is bisexual by looking at her

[jenderstudy]

[rylandgraces]

How it feels when someone prevs you

[lesbianprophecy]

game changing sapphicism NOW

[isawken]

june vision board

[tariqah]

Who’s Eid. Your gf?

Who’s Eid…….

[tariqah]

Eid Mubarak…

[discoursedrome]

The opposite of “the elephant in the room” is “the centipede in the room”: something that’s not actually an issue but everyone is freaking out about

[ilyagrigoryevichhollander]

CONNOR STORRIE | Club Prive Tee photoshoot

[bugslibraryy]

Like how do you even. Fathom that

[loontattoo]

the concept of needing to tell your actors to stop licking each other and rolling around on the floor so you can film a sex scene

[lavenderprose]

Ilya finds an odd picture of Shane in a photo album at one point. He's maybe three, he's sitting on the massive purple sofa that Ilya has discovered the Hollanders owned when Shane was born. He's frowning, red-cheeked and he's got a strange plastic case on his thumb.

"Yuna," he says, shifting his elbows on the table to point at it. "What is this on his hand? Was broken?"

Shane's head snaps up from across the table, where he's pretending that Photo Album Time is very boring to him and not worth paying attention to. He hasn't scrolled on the article he's pretending to read for over five minutes.

"I never broke a bone as a kid," he says, brows furrowed. "Not until U13, when that fucking kid from Guelph--"

Yuna and Shane both inhale quickly through their noses in what Ilya has learned to recognize as a moderative measure, lest they start yelling about something that everyone else on Earth has forgotten about.

"No," Yuna says, once her face looks a little less intense. "No, it wasn't broken. It was this...contraption that the dentist gave us to correct his thumb-sucking. He was so mad about it, we only put it on him a few times."

"Oh, Jesus," Shane mutters, eyes going back to his phone.

"Aw," Ilya says. "Poor baby Shane." He taps his finger against one little red cheek and laughs. "You really do look so mad, sweetheart. How did you make him stop?"

"Hmm...you know, I don't remember," Yuna sighs, tilting her head. "I guess he just stopped by himself eventually. Do you remember, Shane?"

"No," Shane says, shortly.

"Of course, that didn't get rid of the oral fixation," Yuna sighs, adjusting her reading glasses as she flips the page. "The things you used to chew on, Shane. Pens and straws and--"

"Mom," Shane snaps, while Ilya vibrates beside him. "Can we not?"

"I was afraid to give him popsicles because I thought he would gnaw on the sticks until he got a splinter in his stomach."

"Mom!"

"Well, honey, it's true! And you did outgrow it eventually, so it's not as if you have to be embarrassed."

"Oh, you did?" Ilya says, shoulders shaking. "You outgrew the, uh, oral fixation?"

"Stop," Shane hisses.

"Mm. Excuse me." Ilya stands from the table and sweeps out onto the back porch, though the sliding door does nothing to prevent the sound of his guffaws from floating back into the kitchen.

"You know," Yuna says, "I'm just going to assume that this is some kind of language barrier thing--"

"Please stop."

[pregnanthudsonwilliams]

i need to see that man in a skirt

[pregnanthudsonwilliams]

i think ilya would hear lover by taylor swift and cry for like an hour and then cook shane a romantic candle lit dinner and they'd slow dance to lover in the kitchen and then he'd make love to shane on the rug in front of the fire the shane would be like okay, i understand. i get it now, lover. and ilya would cry again