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I am not going to participate in conversations about joe's love life, like I said I don't care about it. i'm not going to sit & speculate & theorize. I feel very deeply that that is none of my business & that it's kind of invasive. sorry !
The Centaurs are asked to do one of those sexy pin-up charity calendars and a photographer gets brought in to take the pictures.
The guys are goofing around, sitting in on each other's sessions and making jokes, and generally being a pain in the ass. The photographer has just about run out of patience when finally it's Shane's turn.
Shane, consummate professional that he is, locks in. It's a little bit embarrassing to be doing this in front of the guys, sure, but he's got a decade's experience here. He can easily compartmentalize.
The photographer is ecstatic that someone is finally taking this seriously! It doesn't even matter that the room his filled with hockey players wolf whistling and shouting "Looking good, Hollzy!" because Shane hits every pose and makes every adjustment and is generally just a dream to work with. (It also doesn't hurt that he's so easy on the eyes.)
Ilya finds the whole thing fun at first but his expression is stormy by the end and when Shane finally gets cleared to leave the set, he's positively pouting.
"What's the matter?" Shane asks quietly as soon as they're in the hallway.
"You liked that?" Ilya asks. "Taking his directions?"
Shane rolls his eyes. He can't believe he thought something was seriously wrong. "Oh my god, you're ridiculous."
"Is a simple question!"
"I was just doing my job. It's not like I was having fun."
"Could have fooled me," Ilya mutters bitterly. "You were being very good for him, doing whatever he told you."
Shane's cheeks go hot, a Pavlovian reaction to Ilya telling him he's good even though it's wrapped up in the pettiest, most stupid accusation.
"You know I've done this like a hundred times, right? There is nothing special about this specific photographer."
Ilya's eyebrows rise. "You would go to your knees for any man who asked you, as long as he's holding a camera?"
Maybe there had been a pose or two involving Shane on his knees. That doesn't make this tantrum of Ilya's any less stupid- although looking at him now, Shane's not sure if he's still just pissed or if he's talked himself around into being horny about it, too. Ilya does have a tendency to do that.
Shane really shouldn't be encouraging this. But then again, "Why don't you take me home and try it?"
Ilya curses under his breath, then grabs Shane's hand and practically drags him out to the car.
Also who wants to talk about aftercare for Shane and Ilya like just imagine post cottage, as boyfriends now having their hookups but there’s 💫love💫 there now and they are allowed to acknowledge it now. Like I live to think of the transition to remembering they can linger and care and adore. Thinking of Ilya just showering Shane in praise and touch and love and Shane being able to stay blissed out in subspace and syrupy and soft eyed and settled for a long stretch, strung along by Ilya staying inside him, petting his skin in big open hand touches, kissing him slow and dizzying. Big brown eyes gazing up at Ilya like he’s the only thing in the world, slow blinks. Ilya telling him he’s so good and sweet and Ilya’s and so beautiful and how good this is - the sex they have, like nothing else has ever been. Sappy sweet loving and touching and nuzzling and clinging
LAST DAY AT THIS HELL HOLE COMPANY CAN I GET A HELL YEAH
Shane and Ilya’s daughter has to do a family tree project in class. They’ve done a great job at emphasizing to her that parents can be any two people that love each other and she understands that other kids might not know that. The rest of the project will be pretty straight forward - Shane doesn’t have any siblings and their daughter doesn’t know much about Ilya’s family at this age besides that papa has a mama that watches over them and that loves her very much. Shane is still nervous about it and having a Very Normal Shane Reaction wondering if she will feel left out for not having a mom and feeling sad that she will never know her papas family and wondering if she is lonely and if they should have another kid. When they get an email from the school asking them to come in at pickup to discuss her family tree Ilya is already angry and ready to pick a fight with whatever stupid kid is bullying their daughter for having two dads. They walk into the classroom and their daughter is standing with her arms crossed insisting that there is nothing wrong with her project and when the teacher slides it across the table they see something so bizarre that they don’t know where to start. She’s drawn on only one side of the tree - Ilya and Shane both stemming from Yuna and David. Next to them are about ten stick figures of different sizes all with hearts around them. While they’re trying to decipher what on earth she has drawn she starts presenting it with her little finger saying “see? Dad is grandma Yuna and grandpa David’s son and Papa is grandma Yuna and grandpa David’s son, too.” And then she moves her finger along with “and that’s uncle Hayden, uncle Troy and uncle Harris, uncle Evan, uncle Luca….” And as she’s naming every stick figure Shane is trying to figure out how he’s going to explain to her teacher that he is not married to one of his 10 brothers when he is actually an only child and Ilya has to turn away because he’s crying at the reminder that the family that adopted him adopted her as well and there has never been a child that has been so loved
I don't give in to my mother victimizing herself anymore and she haaaaaaaaates it lol
Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov doing collapsed doggy style on the carpet of the living room because Shane was chasing Ilya through the house to get the air conditioning remote back off him (Don’t ask) and it ended up in a tackle to the ground and then fucking about it because it’s them. But Shane is face pressed to the carpet, whole body pressed to the carpet and he’s panting open mouthed, drooling on the fabric and ily is tugging rug up from under the couch somehow as he grips and pulls on it for leverage as he drives himself down into Shane. Ilya’s face pressed to the side of Shane’s neck, his arms either side of Shane’s head, pinning him in. Shane wriggles his head to bite and suck at Ilya’s forearm because he wants something in his mouth of course and his hips hurt from being pinned into the floor thrust after thrust but it’s so good he couldn’t dream of Ilya stopping and all their clothes are still bunched up between their bodies just enough fabric pushed out of the way to get them connected to each other and when Shane comes he leaves a perfect imprint of his bite, all his teeth on the soft skin of Ilya’s arm and Ilya comes swearing into the skin behind Shane’s ear, shaking from the force of it. Shane calls him an animal five minutes later when he’s got his breath back and Ilya laughs and licks the side of Shane’s neck and holds himself up on one arm to show Shane the mark he left on him, raising his eyebrows at him like, really?
#happypridemonth
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the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
HAPPY PRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE
tummy touching (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
rose landry appearance!!
1. shane being pregnant & holding his belly for him is ilyas ideal life
2. the rose landry addition made me outwardly laugh bc ilya would be considering arson almost immediately
your dad just died but your situationship answers the video call looking like this, wyd
kissing eddie munson's happy trail and following it down into his underwear where the hair is coarser and denser and untrimmed and his skin is so warm and smells so strongly of him
this would heal me rn
so what if one time while Dustin was staying back a bit late at hellfire to help clean up because his momma raised him right, he's about to leave when Eddie stops him,
"Hey, idiot don't forget your dice." and he tosses the pouch at Dustin, who barely catches it because he's an unathletic loser. He scoffs and smiles anyway, "Thanks dad."
Before Eddie can process that, Dustin walks out, completely oblivious to the fact that he'd even said the D-word. Eddie stands there for way longer than he should, circling through pride, affection, and offense because he is NOT old enough to be a father!
A few weeks go by, Eddie pretty much forgets about it and chooses not to bring it up, because despite what everyone thinks, he isn't the biggest douchebag in the word. (He still is one of course but not the biggest!) Eddie forgets about it until another hellfire session is over, but Dustin took a little too long, and Steve Harrington comes marching into the school.
"Dude, I told you to be quick today! I promised Max and Lucas I'd take them to the movies!" The perfectly styled brunette started to scold, Eddie found himself a little hot under the collar as he glanced between Dustin and his much taller, much more attractive friend.
Dustin rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, jesus, you're such a nag, mom." He added the "mom" mockingly, Harrington didn't even bristle. "I'm flattered to be compared to your mother, now move your ass." He demanded, dragging Dustin away by his bag.
Eddie was once again, stuck standing there for a little longer than he should've, before his feet were suddenly moving and he burst into the parking lot and luckily, somehow, Harrington and Dustin weren't in their cars yet.
"Henderson called me dad once!" He shouted over at them, a little out of breath. "If you're his mother I think I owe you a date! Or at least child support!" He called, giving Harrington a sharp grin even though a part of him was horrified at his own actions.
Dustin looked ten times more horrified than Eddie felt, but Steve just turned, glanced Eddie over, and paused. "That can be arranged." He smirked a little before getting in his car, Dustin followed, and even over the engine starting Eddie could hear the kid screeching about dignity or something.
They drove away but Eddie's heart was pounding louder than them turning out of the parking lot.
Eddie had a date with Dustin's mom.