the tension between me and the bottle of champagne Iâve kept in my fridge for the last 6 years to celebrate the deaths of high ranking republicans
GUESS WHAT
IâLL TAKE IT!!!

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the tension between me and the bottle of champagne Iâve kept in my fridge for the last 6 years to celebrate the deaths of high ranking republicans
GUESS WHAT
IâLL TAKE IT!!!
the tension between me and the bottle of champagne Iâve kept in my fridge for the last 6 years to celebrate the deaths of high ranking republicans
small world building moments from the books or real life that jacob could make into a hydrogen bomb montage at the start of s2:
metros reaction to shane coming out :(
boston fans (and maybe teammates?) burning rozanov jerseys as he leaves for ottawa (showing how this move is making him more isolated)
shane and ilya cooking together and being happy :)
the homophobia scott faces on the ice (dallas and troy intro?)
ilya being attentive to shane and bringing him ginger ale
ilya constantly losing with the centaurs
the homophobia shane faces on the ice after his sexuality is an open secret (maybe dallas and a more reluctant troy?)
news about the two other players who came out losing their contracts (seeing shane's reaction to this, and maybe him googling immigration laws)
shane getting more intense about his diet as the pressure builds around them (maybe them eating different meals instead of cooking together?)
shane's diet not including ginger ale (shane turns it down when ilya offers it, but ilya always keeps it stocked)
rocky hunting grace while hes working like heh. going to pull big prank on grace. stupid human hearing so bad very bad and only 'see' with light-sense organ in one direction at a time. eridian best hunter on all erid, evolved best hunting veeeery quiet. scare grace a lot. very funny.
rocky is HORRIFIED mid stalk when grace suddenly stiffens and turns around to stare directly at him. HOW GRACE DO THAT HOW GRACE KNOW HOW GRACE KNOW
have you guys been on the rest of the internet? because as bad as this, that shit is terrible.
tumblr is reduced harm internet.
i hope fic writers were taking notes on the first game in the pwhl cup final đđłïžâđâïž the gayest team in the leagueTM is down by 1 with 18 seconds left. the normally stoic alternate captain laura stacey falls to the ice screaming clutching her knee after a hit into the boards. captain marie-philip poulin, her wife, waves over medics. they snap her knee back into place while stacey screams in pain. poulin helps her off the ice. play resumes and poulin assists a game-tying goal in the last TWO FREAKING SECONDS. immediately returns to the bench to ask about her wife. regulation ends, and by the time overtime starts 20 minutes later, stacey has rallied and leads the team back out onto the ice. the gayest team in the leagueTM wins in overtime.
Let me settle this. Neither Svetlana nor Ilya are the sensible friend. Neither one is doing well. They are losing things in the club. Debit card: gone. Passport: wet. They are putting tablets in each otherâs mouths. They are winking at each other as they lead various pretty people to the bathroom. They are screaming âthis is my song!!!!â Whenever some generic 2010s anthem comes on. The only thing Iâll concede is that sometimes one of them is slightly less drunk when theyâre getting home and helping the other one and when itâs Ilya who is slightly less drunk his inner monologue is âthis is how I prove myself as a man. I am the pinnacle of integrity. Is anyone watching me comport myself with respect and dignity as I assist this wild womanâ but crucially heâs throwing up in a storm drain while Svetlana is screaming into her phone in Russian because Ilya was too busy puking to keep her from calling her ex.
Svetlana still lets him fuck her that night. No kissing tho.
And Svetlanaâs inner monologue isnât any better in terms of a superiority complex: âIlya is misguided. He is still âhooking up.â I am becoming entangled in 13 week long situationships with stockbrokers in open relationships with spouses they previously cheated on. These people care about me. I am a romantic.â
Sheâs thinking this while Ilya drinks a prosecco split out of her belly button before passing out with a sigh that sounds like âsvane.â Somehow Ilya ends up in the dry spot on the bed and at one point she considers rolling him onto the floor.
But when they wake up at 3am absolutely wounded and dehydrated and blood pumping like cement through their hearts, Ilya does grill her a cheese. She uses the good glasses Ilya doesnât appreciate and fills them with ice and his purple gatorade that he only shares with her. Svetlana asks him how his father is doing. Ilya says heâs fine, heâs taking care of it.
much to think about for days to come
[Project Hail Mary spoilers]
Eva Stratt who insisted on being the first to be tested for the comatose gene
Eva Stratt who made sure the ship computer knew the crew's exact coffee orders, even Grace, down to the most precise measurements
Eva Stratt who illegally acquired thousands of video games for the hail mary crew, despite the fact they'd be in a coma for the majority of the trip
Eva Stratt who sent a school teacher into space because she knew he was a fundamentally good man
Eva Stratt who would betray the closest thing she had to a friend because she knew there was no other choice
Eva Stratt who would do anything to save the Earth, no matter the cost
Eva Stratt who desperately wished she could be the one to make the sacrifice instead
Eva Stratt who couldn't, no matter how much she wanted to
Eva Stratt who studied history, and had seen the way the world would become
Eva Stratt who was terrified by it
Eva Stratt who knew she would would go without credit
Eva Stratt who knew no statues would be built of her
Eva Stratt who knew she would never be a hero
Eva Stratt who did it all anyway
Eva Stratt who had to
I think Shane tops Ilya for the first time because Ilya gets jealous that Shaneâs previous partners gave him pleasure in a way Ilya hasnât. I love this framing because it bypasses Shaneâs anxiety about topping/ Adequately Performing Heterosexuality AND allows Ilya to stay in his mental âsafe spaceâ as a pleasure âtopâ while bottoming. Ilya ONLY wants to make Shane feel good, which frees Shane to âmeet expectationsâ just by feeling good/coming rather than making his partner come.
We ADORE âhey, heyâ in this house, but letâs sniffle over âsorryâ a bit here. Sorry Iâm showing âtoo muchâ emotion, sorry I canât love you the way youâre asking, sorry I canât open up, sorry I ghosted you before, sorry I laughed, sorry you feel so alone on your journey, sorry the only one you can talk to is me and Iâm not doing it right, sorry I said your name and made it real because now we donât know what to doâŠïżŒ
rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:
This is magenta, and not pink. Unlike pink, magenta doesnât actually exist. Our brain just invents magenta to serve as what it considers a logical bridge between red and violet, which each exist at opposite ends of a linear spectrum.
TL;DR this color is fake (and also I hate it)
Wait til you learn about Stygean Blue
Your brain is a badly-designed hot mess of bootstrapped chemistry that will tell you that all kinds of shit is happening that has no correlation to physical reality, including time travel. It just makes things up. Your brain is guessing about whatâs happening when your eyes saccade, whatâs happening in your blind spot, and what the majority of the visible light spectrum looks like, and you donât know itâs happening because it doesnât aid your survival to become aware that a lot of what you see is fake.
The human eye only has three types of color sensitive cones, which detect red, blue, and green light. Your brain is making up every other color you perceive.
Letâs have a little fun with that thought. This is the visible spectrum of light.
You will of course note that yellow is on the chart. Yellow has a discreet wavelength, and is therefore a distinct physical color. But we canât see it.
âSorry, what the fuck?â
What we call yellow is just what our brain shrugs and spits out when our red and green cones are equally stimulated. We have light receptors that can pick up on the physical spectrum of light we call yellow: thatâs why yellow things donât just look like moving black blocks to us. But your brain has no fucking idea what the color yellow looks like.Â
Some animals have eyes that can perceive the color yellow! Goldfish have a yellow cone in their eyes. If they could talk, they could tell us what yellow looks like. But we wouldnât be able to understand it.
What your brain actually sees of the color spectrum:
We can measure the wavelength of light, so we know that when we see âyellow,â we are seeing light in that 550-ish nanometers range. But we donât have a cone in our eyes that can pick that up. Your brain just has a very consistent guess about what color that wavelength of light could be. We decided to name that guess âyellow.â We canât imagine what yellow really looks like any more than a dog can imagine the color red.
Hereâs the funny thing: your brain is never perceiving just one photon of light at a time. Something like 2*10âž photons per second are hitting your retina under normal conditions. Your brain doesnât individually process all of them. So it averages them out. It grabs a bunch of photons all coming from the same direction, with the same pattern, and goes, âyeah, that cup is blue, fuck it, next.â
Thatâs how colors blend in our eyes. So sure, if a photon of light with a wavelength of 550 nanometers bounces into our eyes, we see what we call âyellow.â But if we see two photons at the same time, coming from the same object, one of which is 500 nms and the other of which is 600 nms, your brain will average them out and you will still see yellow even though none of the light you just saw was 550 nms.
So how does magenta factor into this?
Well, as weâve just established, when your brain sees light from two different slices of the visible light spectrum, it will try to just average them together. Green plus red is yellow, fuck it. If itâs more red than green, weâll call that âorange.â Literally who gives a shit, weâre trying to forage over here. There are bears out here and itâs so scary.
What happens if you take the average of blue and red light, which we perceive to be magenta? Whatâs the centerpoint of that line?
Fucking green.
Hey, thatâs not gonna work? We live on a planet where EVERYTHING IS GREEN. If something is NOT green, that means itâs either food, or a potential source of danger, and either way your brain wants you to know about it.
So your brain goes, WHOOPS. Okay - this is fine. We already made up yellow, orange, cyan, and violet. Weâll just make up another color. Something that looks really, really different from green.Â
And so it made up magenta.
So, physics-wise, is magenta âreal?â
No; thereâs no single wavelength of light that corresponds to magenta. But youâre rarely seeing only a single wavelength of light anyway. And even when you are, every color other than RGB is a dart thrown on the wall by your meat computer. This is the CIE Chromaticity Diagram:
Explaining this thing is a little more than I want to take on on a Saturday morning, but Iâve included a link above that goes into it a little more. The point is that only the colors that actually touch the âoutlineâ of the shape actually correspond to a specific wavelength of light. All of the other colors are blends of multiple wavelengths. So magenta isnât special.
Given that color is just a fun trick your brain is playing on you to help you find food and avoid danger, is magenta real?
Yeah, absolutely. Or at least, itâs just as real as most of what we see. Itâs what we see when we mix up blue and red. It would be disastrous from a survival standpoint to perceive that color as green, so we donât. Because itâs not green. Light thatâs green has a wavelength of around 510 nm. Stuff thatâs magenta bounces back light that is both ~400 and ~700. Your brain knows the difference. So it fills in the gap for you, with the best guess it has, same as it does with your blind spot.
The perception of color exists within your brain, and your brain says you see magenta. So you see magenta.
So I googled Stygian Blue andâŠ
Yall.
FORBIDDEN.
HOW TO SEE THE FORBIDDEN COLOURS
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The thing is that I think orgasm denial and multiple orgasms/overstimulation are both very much a part of Shane and Ilya's sex lives. It comes down to the fact that I very much see Ilya as a pleasure top. So, like, I think Ilya's initial instinct when they start being able to spend days on end together is to literally suck that boy dry and then pound him into the mattress until he's crying and begging for mercy. Lather rinse and repeat until Shane is so fucked out that no coherent thought could exist within him. But I also think orgasm delay and denial is so deeply satisfying to Shane and Ilya has come to love it because he knows that, ultimately, it feeds something within Shane's soul to be made to hold off, to control himself even when it feels like he could go wild with it. Plus, Ilya just finds it really hot to tell him no, especially when Shane is dying with need and trying so hard to be good for him.
In any case, what I know for certain is that the decision of when, where, and how often Shane comes is entirely Ilya's decision. At this point, any orgasm that wasn't a response to Ilya explicitly demanding it would taste hollow and wrong.
fall in love again and again...
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That was delicious. I genuinely don't think I've seen anyone line up those scene parallels so well before. This was a perfect snapshot of every branch, rock, and mattress they hit on their way down
there was no perfect path. you did not get punished. your life did not unravel when you made a left turn. the memory will always be there. you can visit whenever you want. there is no alternate timeline where you made a better choice and got a happier ending. you were a little girl chasing the ice cream truck, playing hopscotch, swinging and aiming for the never ending blue. yes, the grief was waiting up ahead. but so was the miracle of saturdays in a car headed wherever you wanted to go. enough sky to wrap around every wound. friends who, despite your perennial bouts of silence, kept an ear close at all times.
Only took me 20 rewatches of ep. 1 to realize the "You're drunk" observation wasn't random at all. I think Ilya was likely also planning for their first time that night, even if he was nervous and frustrated with his family, losing, and going home.
But he wasn't going to let himself fuck Shane for the first time while Shane was drunk and not thinking right. So it just added to his frustration and to the 2-year wait